Remember That Time

by Vivian Liebenson
Remember that time I threw your red shoes out the window?

You were so angry with me. You yelled and cried until I told you a chicken had wandered up and put them on. You pulled a chair up to the window, pressing your little nose against the glass, craning your neck to see it.

Finally, I pretended I could see the chicken catching a cab at the end of the street, and for some reason you were ok with that.

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