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The Watercolor

By Rita

The summer before I turned 8 we went to visit my grandparents. While we were there something special happened.

My grandfather took me into the livingroom. The livingroom carpet was covered with pictures. From the couch to the piano and from the record player to where the livingroom flowed into the dining room there was barely room to step.

My grandfather looked down at me.

white house where grandparents lived




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