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Sad Tuesday

Without making a single sound, a ball of yarn, my cat unwound. Meanwhile, my dog had more to say, whiling away the gray Tuesday. Barking loudly, he buried a bone. I whispered sadly on the phone.

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Date: 6/4/2025 3:47:00 PM
The days events perhaps speak louder than what is whispered!
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David Crandall
Date: 6/4/2025 5:56:00 PM
Yep, I hoped there would be a little mystery in there.

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