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Because Rebecca was back at her home town for her daughter's incoming birth, she decided to ride her pick up truck (previously her father's) to the old fishing dock. As she got out, the distinct smell of the bay brought her back to her childhood, remembering how she used to wait for her father's boat to come back home every day after school. "I wish I could go back to those good old fucking days. At least one last time," she said to herself as she rubbed the top of her belly.

~SA

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