She was family.
This is the only thing I remember about her.
We took them the only way we knew how. Through a winding gully.
'They scenery is disgusting she said.'
What a fancy way to say it,I thought. I'll remember it. I must have been eight. I'm twenty four now.
It's the only thing I remember about her.
She isn't family anymore.
Monday, February 06, 2006
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