Ricardo L. Walker

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“It’s okay, Daddy,” she said. “I know you won’t leave me here forever.” He smiled at her and took her little-kid hand and held it in his own and kissed her on the forehead. “I promise I will never do that,” he said. It was agreed then, perhaps to neither of their satisfaction, that she would stay.
The Art of Racing in the Rain
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