monday morning I woke to a phone call from good old Caleb telling me he was on his way to Charleston. I rode in a suburban full of his friends, still in highschool, to the beach. Which was really not a beach since it was high tide all the way to the rocks. They all swam and I lied on wooden walkway with my feet hanging off the edge. Then they
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