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Last night the boy dreamed of two boats. One arrived filled with hot dogs and ice cream and even boxes and boxes of Tootsie Roll Pops—his favorite. The other boat arrived with toys he’d seen on TV – Xboxes, Legos, … Continue reading

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Celebration The delivery man stared at the patio set he’d put together as if daydreaming. Lost in my own contemplations, I murmured, “Perfect.” “Perfect for what?” he asked. Embarrassed he’d heard my musings, I replied, “A tea party.” He snickered. … Continue reading

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