One time I do skip one, but Mamma and Mr. Leon are on the blanket smiling at each other and don’t see.
Lines don’t come cheap or easy. It just sounds as if they do.
It’s moments like these that are as familiar as holding hands or moving in synchronicity under the bed sheets.
She asked him not to, but she didn’t scream or fight.
As a child, whenever I walked to school in the rain, the earthworms frightened me.
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