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It was just days after school started, if you were wondering.

Bill, Joshua's father, drove to the school to pick his son up a few afternoons into the school year. His wife had broken her foot, and she was making him do everything for her. And rightfully so. He was the one that had broken her foot, after all. So now he was stuck chauffeuring an 8 year old around town. He didn't exactly enjoy his new job.

This particular day, Joshua ran up to the car, followed by a boy Bill recognized but didn't really know. "Can Brandon get a ride home with us, Pa? His momma ain't got no car and his pa is in, um..." Joshua turned to his friend and they whispered briefly amongst themselves. "Oh, he's in Loo-siana! So he ain't got no ride, and he can't poss'bly walk home, ya know the weatherman said it was gonna rain today, right Pa?" Joshua was known for his mouth, particularly the way it ran. His grandma always said it could run circles around Jesse Owens and the Olympian would get tired just watching.

"Josh! Shut up boy! Your friend can ride, as long as you promise to keep quiet back there. Now, where does he live exactly?"


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