David E. Norwood lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan with his wife and four kids. He enjoys bringing his imagination to life and especially looks forward to his free time so he can read, write, and stare at the trees in his backyard. He can be found at https://norwoodpages.wordpress.com
This ten word story was typed on a manual Royal Sabre Typewriter, made in Portugal, c. 1977. Let’s call him Sergio.
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