Banana BunkerWell... I certainly want my bananas to be kept safe from harm...
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ANB har har"I'm pregnant."ANB har har
I dropped the copy of The Grapes of Wrath to my side and cleared my throat, turning all my attention to the girl before me. "Come again?"
"My egg has been poached," she said, shrugging her shoulders in an attempt to make the conversation just as light as any we'd had. Of course, the façade fell away when she began to cry as if she alone could restore the dustbowl.
I squeezed her shoulder like any friend would. "I'm sorry. Don't cry."
"No, no," she sniffled, rubbing away at her red little nose. "I'm fine. I'm just getting used to the idea. &
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