our neighbor, Peter, arrived with bread.
Wordless, but not voiceless,
Mira called out, pointed at, insisted on
bread.
We obliged.
Mira, the Piglet stuffed her mouth full of
bread.
Mira, the Piglet wanted LOTS of
bread.
Many pieces of
bread.
Finally, it was no
we would be in trouble if
she didn't eat her dinner.
bad for us.
we ate the
bread.
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