The Way
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I began to wonder if id be seeing my father much for however long we would be staying here. The atmosphere was somewhat strange and I wasn't use to it at all. It was a feeling I was beginning to wonder more and more about and inside me, I was trying to push it away. It was almost like a presence Mr.Kennedy gave off, just by walking into the room, and the feeling lingered for somewhat before leaving.
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