Saturday, May 2, 2009

I was with Cookie's family; his stepfather was driving in his truck. We reached our destination: Cookie's mother's family's house. It was small and in a neighbourhood much like my cousin's in her old house as I grew up. I felt fear of being seen by my parents because we were just across the street. The sky was starting to set-- It was still blue, but faint tints of purple started to appear.

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