Tag: swing
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The Swing
“He said he had work to do,” my mother said. “Why do you ask so many questions?” I sighed and headed back to my room. All I had wanted to know was when my brother was getting home. He had promised to take me to the zoo today and I had been looking forward to…
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The Swing
“I did all my homework at that swing,” I said pointing at the old tire swing hanging in the open field. “And wrote all my stories for the paper there.” The tire swing looked as if no one had used it in years. When I still lived at home, I had tried to oil the tire a few times…