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Eleven Is Weird
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Biking the Rails. (Wyatt trilogy, part 3)
Wyatt loves trains and bikes. He has a bike and knows to wear a helmet. And he always does. Once...
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My grandson Wyatt loves trains. When he sees or hears a train his body quivers. Once when he was two...
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So, I’m driving my 4-year-old grandson Wyatt home after an all day visit at our house. He’s strapped snugly in his car...
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I drive my 14-year-old twin granddaughters to school most mornings. They sit in the back seat. I say something. And wait for a reply. Nothing.
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