I never used the basket for catching the clippings. Dad said it was better to let them go back into the soil. Without it, they fountained back, spatte...ing against me all the way up to my chest, sometimes my face. They were cool, and stung just a tiny bit when they hit, but it felt good.The grass was cool and moist under my feet. It smelled sweet and fresh. The air touched me all over, and I remembered that night when I was thirteen. It was one of the last time my folks had been together, and. The other thing I realized was that I wanted my coworker. This was problematic, as he was married and already rejected me. I made all the excuses for him I could but in the end him not coming up to my room stung. Deciding that my desire for him was probably closer to bounce-back feelings than anything genuine, I determined I’d be the professional about things and not make a big deal of it when we saw each other next. There was an all-staff meeting in a couple of days at a big hotel downtown, so. More

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