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It was on the first day of school that I saw her. Mama dropped Johnny and me off in front of the big old place that morning and my knees were shaking I was so nervous. Johnny was just fine, but...
Gramma told a lot of stories. She always had since I was a little girl. Whether they were all true experiences or over exaggerated tales is still a mystery to me. But I do know that each one meant...
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