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Bedtime story (continued)

But that was all right, because they were adults who, of course, knew what to do. (that’s a paradox, kiddies— tell a nearby adult what it means.) Meanwhile, back inside the house, Grandmother and grandfather were cackling like fried chicken … Continue reading

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