Finding Art
By M_C_Green
A new novella i have been planning for ages, I just decided to start writing it all down.
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Finding Art
My earliest memory of my father was his laugh. A loud fog horn: which could be, heard over any dinner party or theatre production and never failed to make my mother recoil in embarrassment.
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