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Travis’ POV
I used to be different.
When I was a kid, I laughed more. Smiled more. I was the silly one. The one who made jokes at dinner and got in trouble for not taking things seriously enough. I’d put whoopee cushions on Pa’s chair and short-sheet Malachi’s bed and do impressions of the butler until everyone was laughing.
Pa would shake his head and tell me to be more like Malachi. Always Malachi.
Malachi who got perfect grades without ...
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