Sep 23, 2017·1 min read
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.
She wonders, "does he worry as much as I do?" She loses Time. It hurries downstairs, races out the door, and catches the next bus to Epiphany Street.
Tre L. Loadholt
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