I passed a little girl on my jog today, and she stopped me to ask me if I knew where any more flowers were. She was about seven, chubby, dark haired and dark skinned with shaggy hair and bright silver earrings in her earlobes. She was standing next to a pile of forlorn dirt between the sidewalk and the street, holding a shovel. At her feet in
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I miss you. I hope school is going well for you.
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