Parents and kids milled about the alleys, picking up trash as part of a neighborhood beautification project.
Two women reached for the same discarded cheese corn bag, nearly butting heads.
They laughed, and Donna said, “You’re Avery’s mom, right?”
Patti smiled. “Yes, Avery’s mine.”
Donna said “Best dressed kid in the whole school. Designer everything.”
Patti…
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