Dragons and Fireworks

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Dragons and Fireworks (309 Words)

I found Grandpa talking to the salesman. They were leaning in the shade of the porch. It was early afternoon and hot for mid-July.

“It’ll be good to get back,” said the salesman. “You haven’t seen anything like it. The city’s always alive.”

“Oh I’ve seen it,” said Grandpa. “My daughter and the kids went to see the fireworks in D.C.. We spent a weekend there.”

The salesman nodded. “A small town’s alright,” he said. “But you don’t get sights like that.”

“We see stranger things.” Grandpa saw me and waved me over. “Tell him, kiddo,” he said. “Tell him about the dragon.”

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