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NPM #7 (The Wheels)
Many bad things are happening. I cannot find my son’s boots. It is pouring. I begin sobbing. My son puts a finger to his lips. He goes, “Shh, shh, shh,” like the parents to the baby on the bus.
Many bad things are happening. I cannot find my son’s boots. It is pouring. I begin sobbing. My son puts a finger to his lips. He goes, “Shh, shh, shh,” like the parents to the baby on the bus.