“My Onny,” Sean announced then, holding a picture of two green circles up in his hands. “Sean and my Onny.” “Wow!” Mrs. Kavanagh gushed as she stood up to inspect Sean’s picture.
Eso responde a mi pregunta. —Qué horror. Lo siento mucho. Es un chico estupendo. —Sí que lo es. Beetee mira a Ampert, que está sentado frente a Maysilee en las gradas, charlando, mientras ella trenza la cuerda para darle forma.
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