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Not yet mastering the art of being actively locomotive, Cassandra was magnificent in her crawling
skills. The speed with which she
traveled from sofa to the front door was eerily reminiscent of her unholy older brother.
Even with her sodden
diaper and even though her butt emitted enough methane to fire up a gaslight, Cassandra held her own
in travel time.
Samuel*** watched his baby sister with a villainous smile. Oh the places we will go…the things we will
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*** The World of Samuel starts at this site:
and continues in Chronicles of Samuel
Samuel and Cassandra's adventures will take up after summer.
Credit for the bold and underlined words go to Delores at Under the Porch Light who has been fighting a cold and all sorts of things that go with such.
You can access other participants in the Wednesday Words by clicking on the yellow flowers in a stream, to add your own short stories, poems, flash fiction, etc. You will never regret doing this, and you will always wonder why you didn't.
