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Our front porch


CharKath

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It was a warm night with a lovely breeze. I'd been working on equipment all day and had just finished chores. It was well after dark and I was beat. I had hit a wall this spring. Not like a normal obstacle course, this one was insane and I was having trouble anyway and here is this 12 foot wall with a rope hanging down it and when I tried it, the rope broke and I just couldn't get over it. Sitting in his chair that evening all I could think about was him and me and spring was here and he was missing out and I was just missing him and all this was going on around me. Took ten minutes for this to pop in my head and another ten to straighten it all out. We loved that porch, it was Charley's favorite place. He could keep an eye on me that way.

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