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William sat in a chair on the porch, a newspaper on his lap as he lit up a cigarette in the cusp of his hand.

It was the summer of '96 and kids were running on the sidewalks and the roads. He'd seen those kids grow up and everything, which made him feel quite old though he was only pushing 30. Downside of moving out early he guesses.

One of the kids kicked a ball too far, it bouncing off the wall of William's house and rolling underneath his chair. A boy in his late teens ran up the porch to retrieve it.

William smiled

Try not to aim at the house, alright?