When I got home this evening, I found the following scrawled on a bit of scratch paper on my desk:
Dear Dad,
I have been being nice to Mom. Love, [scribble scribble]
Can you find me? I am one of the children. I am in the house. I am not a boy.
I did go find Lexie and gave her a big hug. Maybe that'll take the curse off it.
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Just remember: No hittin' no spittin' no spammin' and no lesiure suits. Be nice.