We had been working on the car for 5 hours straight, I was grateful for his help and so happy on this day. Pops was working down under and needed some light, so he hands me his phone to use the flashlight. I was quick to grab it, just wanting to obey because I respectedContinue reading “The Series of My Unfortunate Events…”
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Poetry Written By Jacob Armendariz 