“Spirits? What do you know about those?” The groundskeeper asked, looking at me with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
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“Spirits? What do you know about those?” The groundskeeper asked, looking at me with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
When I was young, I would always walk to my grandpa's house. I loved it there, he never ran out of advice or stories to tell.