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Nephews

Sawyer

The rapping of knuckles on the door this morning is the last thing I want to hear. It’s not just an innocent morning wake-up. Oh no! This starts a chain of events that will lead to a day where no amount of coffee will cure to keep me from shooting someone. Starting with whoever is at my door.

               Someone better be dying.

               I retch the entrance open with my gun pointed at whoever is there. “Woah there, Auntie S! Don’t shoot me yet.” Kassius.

               Katie screams for me and Darius walks blurry-eyed out of his room.

               I sigh, knowing well what this kid wants. Bre

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