Neighborly
I was visiting my ancient neighbor, the one who let my mom live with her for a year when I had cancer. She said to me, “Stop hanging out in my living room and go write.”
I did.
She’s awesome.
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I was visiting my ancient neighbor, the one who let my mom live with her for a year when I had cancer. She said to me, “Stop hanging out in my living room and go write.”
I did.
She’s awesome.
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