Flea Market

A and J both quit their jobs and turned their land into a giant flea market. 
My family was hauling stuff up there to sell. 

When we pulled up, O said.

“look at all these people. There is no place to park.

This was not a good idea.

We should have stayed home.”

Then I woke up.

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Author: missi

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