Sunday, October 2, 2011

My mom's standing at our gate, waving goodbye. (She's done it for five years now. Hugs her kids, watches as they back down the driveway... back to Austin... and now Norman. A sort of unspoken tradition).

Pulling away from home, I brake in the middle of our street... honk twice... and close the book on a decade at Bridgecrest Lane.

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