June 29th
My bible
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"There's no room for it."
"Well why don't you make some room." Susan said. "Move that book."
Lucy frowned. "What book?" She asked.
"That one."
"My bible?" Lucy questioned.
"Yeah," Susan brushed it off. "Pop it on the bookshelf or something."
Lucy shook her head. "I'd rather not." She told her sister.
Susan stared at her for a moment. "Does it really have to stay on your bedside table?" She asked.
Lucy nodded. "Yeah," She said firmly.
Susan looked confused and more than slightly concerned, but she shook it off.
"Why don't you just put the vase on your bedside table." Lucy sighed. "There's definitely room over there."
Susan sighed too, but agreed. "Alright," She replied, muttering something under her breath as she turned away and walked over to her side of the room.
Lucy huffed and flopped down onto her bed, struggling to come to terms with the fact that Susan just didn't understand, and quite possibly never would.
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