Back in chapter 1 I went over my first random memories. I also have negative ones that never left me, including one which planted the seed for a lifelong fear.
I was no more than four or five years old, which meant it was only me, Chino, Daniel as a baby, and Mom. We were living in a duplex about two miles from Grandma and Grandpa Borelli.
The tamest of …
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