Old Dabbs House

Old Dabbs House

Mama and daddy walk past the Dabbs everyday to school just few meters ahead when her and daddy were kids..
Mrs. Dabbs would come to our house off the Hwy. to her house to prove my little brother could read. Every week she had a new list of words and $10 for my brother. We weren’t jealous of him for getting money when we didn’t we were happy to she cared about him.

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