words kicked me near the highway. it sounds loud. i remember longview grace hill crape myrtle bushes very tall and coulerfull red. i lay the stone under a beautiful tall tree. like an egg. in the nest. the headstone wasnt found. i look for fahthers name three times that day. it was hot. yesterday arrived. long fly to dallas. rent a car. it humpbacked under my feets. i couldnt ride it. and i try and try. i had forgot only one feet for driving. we arrived longview late in the darkness. i fall on my bed and feel bad. wet towl on my head and wash me up. i feel better and sleep.
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