Flash Post 71!
“Button, I call him the flute man and he never fails to turn up every Sunday around 8 in the morning playing some tune on that flute of his.”
“Button, I call him the flute man and he never fails to turn up every Sunday around 8 in the morning playing some tune on that flute of his.”
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It seems they are settling in. Candy was so terrified yesterday that she badly bit a chihuahua and injured her badly.
“Button, is that you humming?”
“I have a nasty toothache.”
“All is well. She’s just annoyed that I have not had the time to visit her folks.”
“Button, have you realised that in this one lifetime, we go through a gamut of emotions–whether it is joy or sorrow, gratitude or rage, love or hatred, curiosity or panic, admiration or revulsion, hope or fear, surprise or familiarity, relief or frustration, self-confidence or remorse, generosity or greed, sympathy or cruelty!”
“But I would imagine one would be happy getting something new into the house so the old can be moved out!”
“Is that the truth or are you just testing me?”