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  • He Remembers

    As a child, he rhymed for his mother. He made her smile and laugh with his thoughtful words. His brothers hunted with their father. In their little house in the ...

    • Short Story
    • Historical Fiction
    3 min read


Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face.
— Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief