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Tears slid down his cheeks, and he said, “I’m okay, mama. I don’t know why that music makes me cry.”

Hearing Echoes of My Past in the Music of My Son
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Cindy Heath

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Arpad Nagy
Arpad Nagy

Written by Arpad Nagy

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Shortlisted for 2024 Northwind Writing Award in NF/Fiction. New owner of First Line Fiction. Editor @ The Memoirist, AoE, Book Cafe, Short Place, Kitchen Tales.

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