“Fine,” Michel huffed, finishing the twinkie and copying Clark's pose. “Do you want your meteorite back, also, Mr. Leave-things-alone?”
Clark shook his head. “No, thank you!” he said, leaning back with his tea. “You can smash it into atoms, for all I care; I hope I never see that thing again!”
Loved this! Michel and Clark are defintely behaving more and more like brothers
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Great job--it was a treat to see more post this afternoon!
Laura
