February 2012
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The Mermaid asks.
The mermaid was there enjoying the lazy waves playing with her string of pearls when they came. Seven little fish that she loved so much.
- Will you tell us, please? Asked the smallest of them, but also the one she loved the most.
- Tell you what, my all?
- About the wedding! They all replied.
The mermaid smiled. Story-tellers like creating expectation. She knew they’d come. And they...
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