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Submitted to Contest #63
I miss this, I thought as I stepped over the lone branch fallen in the narrow road. Wind touching my face, I began to think of all the times I used to do this with my father. Yellowing leaves around me on the verges, tangled branches hanging over the bushes and the smell, oh the smell: damp leaves and the richness of my wool scarf that had long ago faded. Perhaps it was time that had faded that smell. I put my hands on the cool and slick metal fence as I jumped the fence into Old Man Gaymer’s field. Dad had always said that Old Man Gaymer h...
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