Grandpa passed away. Big Mike finished cancer treatment. Now Mom and Dad are talking about moving. The thought of leaving the old neighborhood bums me out until Big Mike shows his true colors. Suddenly, moving doesn't seem so bad.
It's time to find out if the grass really is greener on the other side of town.
That's right-I'm 14 years old, and I'm about to move the world.
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