WE DO…TOO!!!!! 🙂
Every week, when my little neighbors come for their visit, they always ask me to tell them a story. They don’t want it to be a story they already know. It has to be one I make up on the spot. This old brain doesn’t think as quickly as it used to, and it’s tough to come up with a new story “thinking on my feet,” as it were. (I’m expected to tell my story standing up so I can act it out as I go along.) Though I don’t know how my story will begin, I always know how it will finish: with a happy ending.
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