Someone down the block was mowing too early for a Sunday.
The world had no manners. It kept going even when your heart was embarrassed.
“Sorry for what?” I asked.
He flinched.
Good.
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Someone down the block was mowing too early for a Sunday.
The world had no manners. It kept going even when your heart was embarrassed.
“Sorry for what?” I asked.
He flinched.
Good.