Early in September, while standing on the breezy blacktop, I noticed that my girls were divided into two very distinct communal clusters. The first group, and just for the sake of reference, let’s call them the Sprockets, were comprised of stylish, sassy pants sixth grade lasses. The Sprocket girls would … Continue reading Blacktop Boundaries
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