The magazine section of the bookstore was always a good place to duck into and hide as needed. Isaac and Miria were there, peering wide eyed over the shelves and out the window and the rain that was falling in torrents.
“Nee nee, Isaac,” Miria said, tugging at her partner’s sleeve.
“What is it, Miria?”
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Also, I think I was there for that thread. ...Come to think of it, I might have been the OP. :/
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Thank you kindly for the comments too. I'm just glad the request got me writing again. :)
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