Dusty Desert Roads

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Slowly rambling down a dusty desert road in the dad’s truck, annoyed with your siblings but comforted by their presence. The song that’s playing is a favorite by everyone except for one, because with five in the family there is no agreeing on music choice. Mom tells you more than once to “hang on” and “you better not let each other fall” then grabs dad’s hand as they laugh about adult things. The dust swirls up and around you and you feel the crunch of it between your teeth when you swallow. You are happy. You are content. You remember this moment for the rest of your life, if you’re lucky.

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