Jackie's face goes pale and I sigh, This has been happening for a long time... I hesitate before standing, grabbing her wrist and trudging her into the bathroom.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
We don't get there in time and she doubles over all over my new shoes. I freeze and look down, trying not to double over as well, "Those...were new shoes..."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
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