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Submitted to Contest #79
When I was a kid, they used to call me my father’s tail. He was a stay-at-home father and I wasn’t old enough to be in school. I would go everywhere he went. I knew the butcher and the bank-teller by name. His barber had to figure out what to do with a three-year old girl’s hair because of course I’d get my hair cut by him. When I was old enough for sixth grade, I put my feet down. I was no longer interested in getting my hair cropped to an inch of its life. I also got my ears pierced that year. From then, my father would always say he loved...
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