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"Come on son, today's the day we find the perfect piece of wood, strong, yet easy to carve--come on."
Scott refocused his eyes on his father who stood over his bed.
"Come on son, let's go."
The brown haired blur moved again, and Scott, full of expectation, dressed quickly and hurried to the door.
Recommended Citation
Swarzman, Mike
(1974)
"An Initiation (There are no more Somedays...),"
Manuscripts: Vol. 42
:
Iss.
1
, Article 2.
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https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol42/iss1/2
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