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Sunday, 12 July 2009

Red-handed

We woke this morning to hear Lily crying in her room. Mark went and fetched her and when we asked her what was wrong, she tearfully explained that she had hurt her hand on her pillow. To illustrate the point she showed me her hand and sure enough, there was a little purplish red mark on her palm. A mark I instantly recognised. "Lily," I explained patiently, "that's pen. You were drawing at suppertime last night". "Oh!" she exclaimed surprised, "Is it?!".
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