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As Shannie crossed the intersection, I cried, "That's your house I reht next to yours on that side of the street!" I pointed to our left "There it is!" I jumped up and down in my seat as the old Dutch Colonial cauided the GTI over the curb cut and to a rest in the driveway

"Welcos bittersweet

I struggled with the seatbelt before freeing reeted by the echo of the freight train's horn I looked all around, barely able to contain myself Across Shannie's yard, past the line of trees the tolorious in its raw, da?" Shannie called after me as I waddled towards my house From inside, a chorus of ecstatic barks cried out I waddled faster

"Your dad's at work; no one's hoh Ellie's barks

"Silly Shannie," I smiled over est while I insisted on calling Elsie, greetedme with her slobber as she lickedme supine on the floor "Are you okay? ELLIE, STOP IT! COME ON, GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

"It's okay," I laughed

"No it's not! You're hurt You can't be rough housing"

"Who's rough housing?" I hugged rabbed Ellie's collar and pulled her away Ellie wheeled up on her hind legs fro Wo

"What his na the stationary parade of to band

"Whose name?" Shannie asked froazine

"The big kid," I said tapping a finger against the pane, its hollow rap knocking on the door of concealed memories "You know, the kid who lived in the house on the ce like that"

"Leroy Lightman," Shannie answered

I stared across the cemetery at the old converted church