Memory lane

By Daniel Dunkle | Oct 26, 2012

I sat with the car idling in front of a stranger's house for the longest time, trying to make sense of what I was seeing.

There was a little patch of front yard and a narrow strip of pavement, narrower than I remembered, between me and house. The ...

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