There was a hole here once.
Now the absence of that familiar thing was throwing off his sense of direction. He used to wander the same yard for days at a time when he was a child. Now that familiarity had passed. Towering oaks had withered and died and branches that once seemed impossibly out of […]
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My Grandfather’s Porsche - Chapter One
Thursday, August 9, 2007