My old friendships do not fade away into past planners, outdated calendars, and handwritten notes to return missed phone calls. I push them away because too many friends often means too many plans and I like to be alone most of the time.
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She held a box of crackers and a couple of other things in her hands, which I cannot remember now. And as her three items went beep, beep... -
My grandmother was new to the small Catholic town when she met my grandfather. The young daughter to a Protestant pastor, he a young Catholi... -
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