It was a hot summer night when I yelled "DAD'S HOME!!!"
We rushed out the door to meet him.
We gave him a giant hug.
"Fireflies!" I said.
We ran inside to get some jars.
Then we ran out the door.
"I caught one!" I was so happy.
"I caught two!" said Nora.
I looked at Nora. She did not lie.
I wept. My dad came to me and said, "What happened?"
"Nora caught more than me!" I wept. "And she's littler." Nora: I caught three. No, four. No, five. No, six!
Nora looked at me. I looked at Nora.
"Want to twade?" Nora said. So we did.
2 comments:
Of course she's a writer's daughter. "I wept."
Love it :).
Seriously? That is amazing. Runs in the family, I guess.
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