I could just hear my mom now, “You know those old candy cigarettes are bad for you. Next thing you know, you’ll be drinking alcohol, and they’ll find you dead in a ditch somewhere. I’ll never be able to show my face in this town again.

I could just hear my mom now, “You know those old candy cigarettes are bad for you. Next thing you know, you’ll be drinking alcohol, and they’ll find you dead in a ditch somewhere. I’ll never be able to show my face in this town again.

– K. Martin Beckner –

Chips of Red Paint

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