washington 2:2
In the morning, Kathy made me swear I'd come back within the month. I swore and meant it. I'd have liked to stay, in fact, had no real reason to go. They weren't my kids. Jill was almost old enough to drive, and I'd taught her how already. Here's the keys, I said. I'm staying on where I'm wanted or where they won't ever say I'm not. Drive carefully. Say hello to America. Goodbye. The dog woofed as we drove away.
move on... 
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