So far.
Nineteenth
Tyler cleaned his room.
“Hi there, Mr. Fuzz, how are you?” he said, putting a stuffed bear on a shelf.
“I’m fine, Tyler, how are you?” he said in a different voice.
“I’m happy, Mr. Fuzz. I get to go to the zoo today.”
Unnoticed in the doorway, Linda smiled.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Untitled - Part 19
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