“Unraveling the Secrets of ‘Traditions of a Mutt’: What Your Dog’s Mixed Breed Can Teach You About Love and Loyalty”
Despite the lessons of maturity that time has given me, I do find myself examining my skin. There’s a galaxy of freckles on a sky of cream. Some are planets with their many moons and others are constellations—brown, beige, and orange. These intensify with age as I refuse to stay out of the sun. I’m like my old golden retriever, who would lie all day in the summer yard, locks flowing with the light breeze, like a wave in a wheat field. I can hear my mother’s voice. “Well, did you put on any sunscreen?” The next voice comes yelling, yet muffled, through the walls of our old home. “Ha, you burnt whitey?” There is my older sister again. Never missing an opportunity.
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