Monday, March 19, 2012

A Bite out of Crime

After frantically looking for the Lobsters library book that was due back that morning in school, I asked Pearce if by chance he remembered the last place he read it. Of course! It was under his pillow because his dear sister wanted it , but he saw the look on her face and knew she wanted to take a bite out of it. Why didn't I think of that myself?

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