The Tale of John and the Missing Shoes

The house shook as John searched and rummaged for his shoes. “They were just next to my bag last night,” he thought to himself, “Or, at least I think they were.” His mom, who does not really insert herself in the mishaps of her son, is waiting – quite impatiently – at the door. ItContinue reading “The Tale of John and the Missing Shoes”

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