My phone rang. It was Tyler. He was on his way home from a long-awaited and well-deserved mountain vacation with Deaven and their two German Shepherds in Bryson City, NC.
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Guest Writer. Day 451.
Baylee has been toying with the idea of becoming a sports writer one day. (I promise I had nothing to do with this.) For his English assignment, he was to write a column piece, so he decided to write about the Celtics. I know nothing about the numbers and stats, so please offer him some kind words if you wish.
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