-Frerard- Under The Mistletoe
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Last published Tue, Mar 24, 2015
"This is where my grandma took me when I was little." He smiled. "We would sit on the bench under this tree and watch people walk by."
"That's amazing, Gee." I stood next to him and admired the thousands of branches on the tree.
"You would have loved grandma," he kissed my temple. "She would've loved you too, Frankie."
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