My elementary school invited me in for an assembly before I was set to leave. Kids made banners and gave me good luck cards.
Tag: New Hampshire
I pass Elaine the banana bread. Oh, I’m sure she’s had a trying week, I tell her, clucking in sympathy, listening like the good friend I am . . .
You could tell by the way that they cleaned the guns that they’d been taught by the same person . . .
My life seemed great in college . . .
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