Squirrel with Pearl Earring

Chapter Four

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Why’d my Abba Obby Obbu hafta havya have you?

He musta hadda haddu HAD to.

Stop! NOW!

To cuddle it, she reached down for her knapsack stuffed tightly between her sneakered feet and the sofa’s fringe, making sure to scrape, stab, press, and slap her groaning fat dad as brusquely possible while pulling it towards her.

It’s ok, Nobby. Go ahead now.

Sobbing, she pushed her grandfather’s shaky hand away from her tears as her fat dad slumped back into himself again.


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Why’d my Abba Obby Obbu hafta havya have you?

He musta hadda haddu HAD to.

Stop! NOW!

To cuddle it, she reached down for her knapsack stuffed tightly between her sneakered feet and the sofa’s fringe, making sure to scrape, stab, press, and slap her groaning fat dad as brusquely possible while pulling it towards her.

It’s ok, Nobby. Go ahead now.”

Sobbing, she pushed her grandfather’s shaky hand away from her tears as her fat dad slumped back into himself again.