This is my first story, so do be lenient. Thanks! It was almost like driving up on some strange place … not home at all …’ When she turned down ...he dirt road to the house I saw what she meant. Less than half of the fields had been planted, the barn and house were in sore need of repair. More than the sight shocked me, knowing how much my father loved this place, the realization of how sick he must have been jolted me. ‘Millie, he could have called me … you could have called me … I would have come back to help …’ ‘I know you would have,’ Millie. When I thought the challenge was over, it was just beginning. No amount of effort with the towelseemed to get my hair dry, and it finally dawned on me why girls always wrapped a towel around theirhead. I retrieved another towel, and with some practice, I managed to get it tied around my hair.The last real challenge of the day was having my mom help comb and fix my hair. My attempt atbrushing and combing was met with a disaster of tangles. She tried to show me how to brush throughto get the. You have all been welcome to be present in the first circle, which we call Limbo. You may at this time be undecided as to whether you will begin your descent, or if you will turn away: we require that you make that decision now. Anyone who does not wish to proceed, we would ask that you leave the room. There is a small bar in the adjacent room where you are welcome to enjoy some drinks and canapes, and make conversation, but sadly if you make that decision you will be unable to return.”The.
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