Sweeney’s

Lia and I shuffled past the three faded race car rides and the pay phone out front of Sweeney's Grocer. I’d never known them to work--the cars or the phone--but I used to always have to sit in the cars and pretend when I was little. Sweeney’s had been around since my grandparents’ time. With vomit... Continue Reading →

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