The Magic Ring
“When I was a child, I spoke and thought and reasoned as a child. But when I grew up, I put away childish things.”
By Bob Burdick —— Bio and Archives--June 24, 2020
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I was ten when I first heard about the magic ring. Mom and I were spending the afternoon at Grand Mum's. She's my mom's mom. They were talking, and I was playing with Stephanie. She's my Barbie, and she had just gotten home from work. I removed her business suit and dressed her in black jeans and a bright-yellow blouse. I was barefoot, so I let Stephanie be barefoot too. While I brushed her hair, she told me about her rotten day at the office.
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