Monday, April 7, 2008

Leads

1. The air smelled of oak and sap as we pulled in to the narrow lots
of the Rec. Center. I could hear the screech of whistles and kids
yelling in the distance.

2. Have you ever been nervous out of your mind,
but there was no backing out?

3. "But mom, I don't want to go" I said as I got into the cold, and dark car. Crying.

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