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Sheila Get Your Gun

An essay by Mrs Sheila Merrill, as provided by Maureen Bowden Art by America Jones It was New Year’s Day. The doorbell rang; I wrapped a towel around my wet hair and opened the door to Louise, my great-granddaughter. “Hello, … Continue reading

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