Chapter 28

###Chapter 28

OLLIE

It was me, in the rose bed. The same rose bed. I was kneeling in the dirt with a little red shovel, and I was laughing so hard my eyes were shut. There was dirt on my face and dirt in my hair and dirt all the way up my arms.

And behind me, up on the porch, Grandma and Grandpa wer...

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