Wednesday, August 12, 2009

One Bottle, Two Bottle, Three Bottle

“One bottle, two bottle, three bottle,” Andy counted examining unfamiliar labels.

“Bottles.” Miley corrected.


“Three bottles. Plural,” she explained without looking at him. She just had taken up plurals at school.

Andy nodded. He was not going to school yet.

“One bottle, two bottle, three bottle,” he repeated.

Miley didn’t say a word. She was painting. It was one of those paintings where fancy geometric shapes transformed into human figures.

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