Nothing To Fear

Nothing to Fear

We spent Mother’s Day at my grandma’s house, cooking out burgers and helping her to get some work done around her yard. Brian and I hung birdhouses and planted flowers. My cousin Markus found a turtle, and we waited patiently for it to come out of its shell and say hey, but it never did.

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