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near the grill had started looking tired.
Caleb once told me basil made the patio feel “like home.”
Home.
That word would become an insult before sunset.
The paper grocery bag was too heavy.
The handle cut into my fingers as I walked up the driveway.
Caleb’s $64,000 truck sat polished under the late sun.
The truck had been another argument wrapped in a celebration.continue reading …
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