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Post by Mousey on Jan 12, 2017 11:47:10 GMT -5
Mousey had decided to try selling the evening edition, but she hadn't told anyone. Now she wished she had... She had been a little too bold to sell the evening so suddenly. She should have been more cautious, and now look what had happened. She had wandered a little too far for a good selling spot, and now, and now she was hopelessly lose! This definitely was not a familiar area of Manhattan. Nothing looked remotely familiar. It scared her. By chance, she noted a sign and realized where she was. Not that it really helped her. But, it was nice knowing exactly where she was: Little Italy. Still... she was so very lost. And it was getting dark!
She bit her lip and wrapped her arms around herself timidly. She stayed close to the street lights, afraid to go anywhere in the dark. Perhaps if she kept walking... she would end back home.
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