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A Whole New World

News | Jun.06, 2012

A Whole New World

The sound of leaves crunching underfoot reminded Kit of home. He remembered how the smells of crisp September air and freshly cut grass would intertwine, and he replayed his route home from school every day: left turn into the neighborhood, through the intersection, around the bend, up the hill, first blue house on the left. He imagined the blue house with its red door, slightly mismatched in his opinion, but as comforting and welcoming as his mother’s arms.

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