In Or Out of the Tree
“Look at that!” Auntie Lou said “They are helping him out of the tree.”
The whole family rushed to look. It was a tree they all knew not to climb.
The cousins began disappearing one by one into the crook of it.
“Or maybe not,” Grandpa said, laughing.
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