The sun was slowly dropping in the sky, turning down its yellow-white heat, allowing the atmosphere to slip into a more comfortable orange, mercifully signifying the end of the day’s outside toils. I was still a kid, but my muscles felt old. Shoveling dirt, helping in the big garden, chasing the rooster. My shirt was salted with sweat, and I sat down…
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