“Uncle Ronny, for class we’re supposed to ask five adults to give us their definitions of five different words. Will you participate?”
Ron discarded his picked clean rib bone, smiled at his niece, and said, “Sure. What’s my word?”
“Your word is hero.”
Ron nervously patted the vape in his breast pocket.
“Give me another word, sweet pea.”
“I can’t, Uncle Ronn…
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