All this family and historical research I've been doing made me remember a short story I wrote in sixth grade, called "Sarah Sleuth," which was most certainly NOT autobiographical, and most certainly WAS filled with mystery and drama. Finally tracked down the original in a box of school papers my mom saved for me. A sampling:
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Who doesn't enjoy relaxing in a thick recliner after getting back from the last case? |
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I don't remember watching a lot of soap operas as a kid. But perhaps I watched a lot of soap operas as a kid? |