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The Position

Written by: Russell Edson | Biography
 They let me in.
I went right up to the nursery and climbed into the crib, and assumed the famous fetal position.
They didn't know what to make of it.
They stood by the crib looking down at me.
They were young.
This was their house.
Instead of an infant, a grown man is in the nursery.
Of course they hadn't planned on anything like this.
It never occurred to them that anything like this could happen.
I had made my move.
All I could do was to keep the position, pretending to sleep .

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