[ Bastien lolls his head to the side and grins. From one side of that grin the tip of his tongue briefly appears to rest thoughtfully against the corner of his mouth.
He's not thinking about the book. But there are too many dogs in the room for him to do more than think about not-the-book—and briefly—so he says, ]
His father did. Or did he? It all depends on the memory formed by a two-year-old.
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He's not thinking about the book. But there are too many dogs in the room for him to do more than think about not-the-book—and briefly—so he says, ]
His father did. Or did he? It all depends on the memory formed by a two-year-old.