From the road
Frank's Footprints.
Every stop. Every smile.
Frank Hits the Road
Hey, you. It’s me. Frank. Dad and I have been putting some miles down this summer — real miles, the kind where the cooler is in the back seat, the cup holder is mine, and the road keeps unrolling like a long gray ribb...
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Frank Meets the Family
The world, I was already learning, is much bigger than you expect when you first open your eyes to it.
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