Ball

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Tripping Raul

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“Hi pretty baby!”

“Hi!!!” I’m sitting in my chair twisting playfully, I raise my left shoulder shyly.

“Want to play?”

I twine and untwine my fingers and palms in my lap.

“I want to!”

I pause . . .

“But I’m not supposed to!”

I smile and pull slightly away.

“K.”

Sigh. I really, really wanted to prey, oh, I mean play. This is better, though. It is.

Oh, cookies and pumpkin bread!