The Tragic Death Of A Pink Cell Phone
One chilly evening in November, I lumbered upstairs to Kaitlynn’s bedroom to see if she needed lunch money for school the next day. When I entered her room, to my surprise, she was nowhere to be found. The television and stereo were off, which is rarely the case, and both beds – hers and her...
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