Kings In The Corner Analysis

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The smell of musky cologne, wet dog, and beer mingled in the air. My eyes closed as the familiar scent engulfed the meager camper. Months of waiting all led up to this moment; Grandpa was finally home for the summer. Summers with grandpa were filled with promises of country music, endless rounds of “Kings in the corner”, accompanied by “Archie Bunker” marathons, and an abundance of candy that he would sneak into our pockets. One afternoon, while playing “Kings in the Corner”, our eyes caught a glimpse of an apple tree growing in the woods. Within minutes the cards lay abandoned on the table, and laughter filled the air as an action plan was put into place. The goal, a homemade apple pie by dinner. I scaled the tree with ease, and began to

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