Sitting on the two midair chair, as long as it was, rather be in the later time in afternoon getaway patio deck, made of Abigail wood lookalike, off-guard window shed and led, read some useful open-minded book about the story of Pollyanna, it was a fairytale-like, once in a quiet place, the door crept open, he admits to freak out, but, his own girlfriend came outside with him, she shut the front door herself, she got him a fresh strawberry lemonade from scratch, she got herself a blackberry lemonade too, she carried a book called, A Little Riding Hood, she able to wink at him, he enjoys to blink his own intact eye to her in there too, these long chairs were together, the tables are the righthanded, and lefthanded sides, the bird feeders were further away from the patio deck, one female bird land on the first chair able to chirp, the male bird land of his second chair too, chirp, chirp sounds, The End
Written by
Michael James Brindley
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