The little girl that wore pink dresses and loved ballet had a filthy mouth. That girl was me. The glow of the Christmas show was long gone.
Nothing to look forward to until Valentine’s Day. On the kid calendar, the only thing left was kickball, red rover and the hot Florida sun.
I was always put in the outfield position for kickball and that really pissed me off. In fact, I was usually in the last three or four kids picked to be on a team for any game.
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