"Mommy, Mommy!" yelled Owen as he came running to me with a Thomas the Tank Engine bandage in his hand.
"What's the matter? Are you hurt?" I said thinking there must be blood.
"I got fingerprints rubbed into me. Can you get them out?"
Hair of the dog - Me, singing in a loop: *People are people so why should it be* etc Huck: Do you *want* to be singing that over and over? Me: Not particularly Huck, eyes li...
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