The Girl

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This morning during my dog’s morning walk, as I approached the small horse coral just down the road from the house, a little girl on a bicycle came racing up the street and upon arriving at the coral, threw down her bike, ran to the fence, reached into a plastic shopping bag she had with her, and, like Lady Liberty holding her welcoming torch, thrust an apple into the air and in one of those cute, raspy little kid voices loudly asked,

“Okay. Who wants the Granny Smith?”

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