My Brother Hid a Recording Module Beneath His Daughter’s Dining Chair
“We’ll look.”
After supper we sat on the rug in the living room.
I read from a book about a bear who lost his hat.
Sophia leaned against my arm before I finished the first page.
By page four her shoulder was loose against mine.
“Read it again,” she said.
“We just read it.”
“Read it again.”
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