We were around 11 years old in 1978. Her name was Tammy. Out in the rural noman’s- land between Seagoville and Combine, she was the only other kid on the street. We weren’t neighbors, mind you. There was a good 1.5 miles between our houses. In a time before boogeymen ...
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