An American
By Steve
Wed, 09 May 2012
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"So I am an American now?" Derek asked.
"Yes. 100%."
"No longer hypenated."
"Yes."
Derek was becoming intensely happy inside. Then he asked,
"How can you tell me that I am an American? Who gives you the authority?"
"The United States government. I am an authorized representative."
Derek felt even happier. He wanted to leap in the air. He wanted scream with happiness. After all these years, he was an American. It was the best thing he could ask for.
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