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Reign of brayshaw meagan brandy6/4/2023 We could make more friends and ask them to come over. Maybe after tomorrow, our first day at a real school, that would be different. Maybell, and the guy that loves to drive us around. Like the high walls to a king’s castle, they protect us from others. We asked Dad if we could cut them down once so we could see if there were other kids around who might want to play with us, but he said no, that the trees were there for our protection. Maybell’s smile slowly goes away, she turns, looking out at the big trees all around our home. I smile at her and quietly unwrap the caramel, popping it in my mouth. She grins, moving her fingers to her lips. She pulls some candy from her sweater pocket, handing me a piece. I always listen when she asks me to do something, if I don’t, she might decide she doesn’t want to stay here with us and go away like our moms did, like Dad says he has to soon. Maybell calls, patting the seat beside her on the porch.
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