The joyful pitter-pat of little politically-frustrated feet up and down the front hall, tiny arms gesturing with growing alarm and astonishment, and all that. Kewl.
(Mark wrote that to me.)
The joyful pitter-pat of little politically-frustrated feet up and down the front hall, tiny arms gesturing with growing alarm and astonishment, and all that. Kewl.
(Mark wrote that to me.)
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