Sammy: She didn’t need to flounce off like that!

Tess: She’ll be back when she smells the lunch cooking.

Sammy: She lived with us, once, you know. She didn’t flounce off when we rescued her from the streets of Bolton! Oh, no – scoffed all my food then!

Tess: Ingrate…

Sammy: Sniff.

©Stephen Tanham

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