The Cigarette Incident
We sit outside on the trailer’s back porch, looking down a steep hill to a backdrop of pines. I sit in my lawn chair, perfectly fit for a six-year-old, and I soak in the sun’s rays. Grandpa lounges in his outdoor-fitted La-Z-Boy, undoubtedly the product of southern ingenuity. Society demands of him nothing in the […]
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