For as long as I can remember when my father came home from reserve duty in the military he brought my brothers and my sister a pack of M M's Stretching past his military service as a chaplain he and my mother extended the treats when we returned home from school Each time we arrived with our luggage sometimes filled with dirty laundry we'd walk into our rooms to find a bag of M M's waiting on the pillow When they moved away from the house where they raised sons and a daughter their new home carried the tradition Bringing
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