Archives for August 2005

Sunday nights my parents always called my grandparents when they were alive and they caught up on the week. True to family tradition I punched Kyle’s number on my cell phone last night. I drove on a summer evening between fields of corn and beans and patches of woods and we talked. He told be about his weekend with his new bride. He described the church they are visiting and the pastor’s message and he filled me in on their weekend.
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