The wedding was in full swing. I was nine, turning ten. Music blared as a group gathered on the dance floor. With horror, I saw. My dad! I ran and hid. From my hiding place, I recognized the voices of my friends. They had recognized him! I curled up tighter.
Poems and Petals 
Nice one!
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Thank you, Lynz!
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🙂
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Haha!!! Love it!
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Just having fun, Erika, thanks!
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Sounds like a good idea, Vonita 😄😁
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Spot on…makes me wonder how many times I have made my children cringe and wish they were invisible! Great wee story. 😊
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Lol, yes, children view things in a different light to adults!
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