Coming Home: Finding right words not always easy
Published 05/04/2013, INFORUM
I sat in the passenger’s seat of his Ford and leaned my head up against the window, watching the bare trees wave in the wind as we sloshed through the mud on the red road that stretches, bends and leads us home.Word count: 713
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