A week or so later, while visiting our grandparents farm, my grandfather returned my Peanuts book. I was shocked when I looked at the cover of it. With a blue, ballpoint pen, my grandfather had written all over the face of it, giving his thoughts on the book. I was horrified he had defaced it.
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