The School Picnic
It’s seven minutes to noon, I have to get there quickly. I run around my house, grabbing my keys, phone, and finally, the picnic basket sitting on the kitchen table.
“Bye Meow Meow,” I say to my lovely black cat as I rush out the door.
The field is just a short walk away. Through the forest on...
“Bye Meow Meow,” I say to my lovely black cat as I rush out the door.
The field is just a short walk away. Through the forest on...