The garage sale. We had to get rid of everything we could so we could pack to leave for Missouri. My brother grabbed the kiddie binoculars off one of the table and walked with my friend's father.
He dropped the toy down the drain and froze. I froze up too, as I watched him do that. I was sure he was in deep trouble and my friend's father would at least smack him.
This adult just smiled at my brother and said it was okay and moved on.
That man gained my respect.
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The Fight
General FictionA life story of a character I created. Her name is Sky. Sky will tell you her story. P.S. this character will come into play in a future book I want to write!! This book is puerly fiction! Trigger warning!
