The younger niece was walking through the kitchen to the living room and without slowing down she asked, “Why is there a turtle on your table?”
I felt I was being judge.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
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