It wasn't my imagination after all. This morning a moving truck really did come. And a driver. And...
But what happened
after that was just too horrible.
I can't talk about it.
You may never hear
from me again.....
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Bessie, have heart. You are having an adventure! It will make a wonderful story for you to tell all the little owlets.
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