That nice living standard we had back in the city fell to a new abysmal low after we settled in that little mining town and Dad’s business partnership failed so soon after. I was 13 when we made that big move a full day’s drive away from the city we left behind, along with all that it promised for our futures. It was the most confusing, most bewildering thing to adjust from life in a loose-knit city to a tight-knit little town run by the descendents of its founding families and having the... I Knew It All Along!
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