( the closing of the book comes as a rather abrupt let down for little clarke, who looks up at pal with big, sad blue eyes. for a second it looks like she wants to protest — they're not done yet! they haven't seen fish, or corn stalks, or any really cool bugs. they haven't found the horse pictures yet either! — but swallows it. drops her head to look at the floor and sorta scuffs the toe of her shoe against the ground.
but not entirely put out, because she'd gotten to see sunflowers and a barn, and — )
Yeah, I have charcole and ( with the pride akin to someone from the sixth proclaiming they have a piece of real paper all to themselves ) — a whole pencil.
It's like half of a pencil. ( wells on the other hand seems a bit relieved this is over, and is looking over his shoulder at the entrance door like he echoes pal's thoughts. but still finds time to playfully chide his best friend.
and it works to snap her out of the mini depression that storytime is over, as clarke whips her head around and raises a hand to her mouth — like that at all hides the fact she's sticking her tongue out from pal. ) A pencil's a pencil, it counts.
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but not entirely put out, because she'd gotten to see sunflowers and a barn, and — )
Yeah, I have charcole and ( with the pride akin to someone from the sixth proclaiming they have a piece of real paper all to themselves ) — a whole pencil.
It's like half of a pencil. ( wells on the other hand seems a bit relieved this is over, and is looking over his shoulder at the entrance door like he echoes pal's thoughts. but still finds time to playfully chide his best friend.
and it works to snap her out of the mini depression that storytime is over, as clarke whips her head around and raises a hand to her mouth — like that at all hides the fact she's sticking her tongue out from pal. ) A pencil's a pencil, it counts.