'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.
Just so you know, I read this while staring sadly at a box of cereal.
km: did you eat it? if you had a christmas tree still around you could decorate it with, and then harvest it in the spring and say, when you finally eat it, with perfect truth, that you plucked each flake from a tree in your own backyard.
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