Friday, January 24th, 1992
Dean made it through the week by avoiding the hallway near the auditorium, by taking the long way around for his geography class, and by keeping his eyes open the whole time. He hardly dared blink. His eyes were as dry as dusty bones, but at least his homework had been handed in, and he wasn’t limping anymore. He still
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And the story was mostly about Dean, right, but Sammy, he kept making such a strong showing, and was so fun to work with that he kept getting larger and larger in the story. I especially like him as a young lad, all full of spunk and energy.
I'm glad you cried - that makes me feel wonderful in an odd sort of way! And when you make bread and butter and sugar, well, you've got the recipe now, eh. Just make sure the butter's soft but not melted. And use white, white bread for this. Nothing healthy. : D
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