Pat’s Challenge Of Concise Writing
I remember the days, though faintly, I remember the voice, soothing, of my mother singing to me, the lullaby to make me fall asleep. Being the youngest one and the last one to join the family, I was...
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“Road trip!” That’s all he’d have to say. I’d have a bag packed within an hour and we’d be on our way down the road. Which direction would it be this time? Up north to the mountains of...
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