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We resumed trotting through the rain. As we approached the front of my house, the sight of my father’s money green Cadillac made me pause at the end of our driveway. The playfulness vanished and a sick frightening sensation came over me.
“Your dad’s new car is s-w-e-e-t!” Kevin said. I did not respond.
“Did you hear me?” He asked. “You look like you just saw a ghost or something.”
“Oh yea, I heard you,” I said as casually as possible. “Thanks’. It rides smooth too.”
“Alright Jim, I gotta go. It’s raining too hard to be out here admiring your dad’s new Cadillac.”
“Alright, but don’t forget I’m callin you later.”
“Okay, but make sure it’s after dinner. You know how my dad is about phone calls during dinner.”
“I know I know.” And as I watched Kevin’s figure disappear up the street, my thoughts began to race and tangle. “He’s usually not home this early.” I reflected. “I hope he’s not angry. For some reason he’s been very ang... Maybe I shouldn’t go inside...After a few indecisive moments of standing in the rain, I realized that Kevin was probably already home, and my time to decide had expired. “I must learn to make decisions more quickly!” I scolded myself; thinking of my father’s advice. “Otherwise, someone might hurt me, or take advantage of me.” Finally, as if hesitating, I lowered my head and began trudging slowly down the driveway toward the side door. As I walked past his Cadillac, I ran my hand through beads of water which had collected on its freshly waxed angular fender. (To find out what happens inside, go to http://www.waveringbetweenextremes.com/Free_Sample.html or call me, Herman Garner at 216-647-0146
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