How a Muscle Car Was My Peaceful Space Growing Up

The backseat of my dad’s GTO allowed me to escape my everyday.

By WendellandCarolyn

I was my parent's only child for 14 years. It was an interesting existence living in a home with only two adults. There were no other children to play with, and my mother was overprotective. But, of course, she had reasons, such as an abusive marriage which led to me being all…

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I am a southern writer and teacher living in the midwest. I focus on education, poetry, and fiction. I am an award-winning playwright. estaciousw1914@yahoo.com

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Estacious(Charles White)

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I am a southern writer and teacher living in the midwest. I focus on education, poetry, and fiction. I am an award-winning playwright. estaciousw1914@yahoo.com

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