Grant Lane
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Emerging from the smoke which came from my now burnt Victorian house the only I could think of is what my mother going to do to me?
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"Mom, No please! ", I said pleadingly.
"Grant I've had enough of you"
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Here is the story of how I, Grant Lane went through my life of confusion,anger and numerous innuendoes to figure out my true meaning in life.
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