The Four Boys at the Restaurant Sink
Callan looked up.
“Do you have toys?”
“No.”
“Board games?”
“No.”
“Colored pencils?”
“No.”
He considered me with open pity.
Callan looked up.
“Do you have toys?”
“No.”
“Board games?”
“No.”
“Colored pencils?”
“No.”
He considered me with open pity.
