We men are like children. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. “You pushed the wheel from my hand. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. Please don’t tell anyone, mister.
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