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  • Nonfiction > Memoir
    One crisp,colorful fall morning when I was only four years old, my dad and I were on our way to town. We were only half way down the ,gravel,drive way when dad slowed down and got out and ran back to the house. My dad had forgotten something. So he left his big black truck running with me in it a...

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