"Let's plant the seedlings," She says. "Help me," she says.
Fool. Such a foolish one am I.
I help, just as asked. The cool fertilizer felt nice -- I never minded getting dirt on me. She wore gloves as she worked, where is the love in that? No love at all.
But I helped.
As I helped, I saw the cat, Joe, whom I feed. Poor guy's injury looked none the
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