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Sarah just listened, throwing out an occasional uh-huh to keep the mellifluousness going.
Her chest burbled, making it hard to stay seated in the canoe.
“But, I want to draw too,” Bella said in a whine that scratched across Sarah’s nerves.
The slight rat-a-tat of a gentle rain against the tent walls harmonized with the zwip of the pull along the zipper’s teeth and the rustle of nylon as he crawled into the tent.
