Lyndsey Grace
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Last published Wed, Jun 3, 2015
“No matter what Mommy says about you,” I jokingly laugh, “you're alright.”
this is a true story, explaining the road traveled and the relationship between my sister and I. it's been a helluva ride, and I want to write about it for you, for me, and in memory of Lyndsey Grace… -May 11, 2000 ~ February 2, 2015-
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