February 19. “Button, it’s story time again. And it’s my turn.”

“I know.”

A suppressed giggle passed through the ranks. Pepper, Sandy, Pepper—who is this?  Whoever it is, the hands are soft and lovely.

Mogs heard more giggling. Will you three tell me who this is! My hands won’t go around or I would have felt and guessed who it is. B

Redbull thought enough was enough. His friends must be tired after the search. He unclasped his wings from over Mogs eyes and revealed himself.

Redbull, where were you? asked Mogs. The four of us combed each lane and by-lane looking for you. This is simply not fair. B

I was just playing a game of hide-n-seek with my friends. Surely I can do that!

And where did you hide? Asked Sugar. B

I won’t tell because if I do, I won’t be able to hide there again.