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Oct. 23rd, 2006 | 04:42 pm
dawn came and the ragmuffin woke up to a mud-crusted couch. she heard footsteps. a teapot. a toaster bell. something sizzling on the stovetop. she fell back to sleep. "rise and shine!" said the boy as he placed a tray of breakfast on her lap. she wriggled herself into position. he looked outside. he could see her stone mound off in the distance. "you must have been so cold and wet. i'm glad you came when you did." "i couldn't stand it any longer. i love my house, but sometimes i feel like it's missing something." "i know what you mean."