My Father Called Me His Problem Child
When I get the call, I'm sitting cross-legged on a golf course in the redwoods, perched on one of those artificial mounds of grass.

When I get the call, I'm sitting cross-legged on a golf course in the redwoods, perched on one of those artificial mounds of grass.

When I get the call, I'm sitting cross-legged on a golf course in the redwoods, perched on one of those artificial mounds of grass.
It's the only place where I have reception in this small town.
I look up and the evening light moves through the trees like […]
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When I get the call, I'm sitting cross-legged on a golf course in the redwoods, perched on one of those artificial mounds of grass. It's the only place where I have reception in this small town. I look up and the evening light moves through the trees like […]
It's the only place where I have reception in this small town. I look up and the evening light moves through the trees like […]
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