And the door is closed in my face…again…
I push the doorbell and wait. I can hear the lock clicking and I wait. The door begins to open, but still I wait. I make no move to enter because I know that…yep. The door closes again. Then it opens and my grandpa says, “She doesn’t want to go home.” I smile and walk … Continue reading And the door is closed in my face…again…
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