Gus always has to keep an eye on his older brother.
Everyone quickly learned they had to lock the doors when they didn't want a little visitor. John would yelling for them to come out, hanging on the door handle and looking under the door.
My mom says I had a lip like this too.
Sitting in Grandpa's chair.
"What?"
After all the busy days we had we all seemed to crash a burn.
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