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Chapter Twenty-Two: Strawberries in the Desert
Raymond “Yes Mom,” I lay down on the couch in the cooler part of Morgan’s earth-house and pressed the phone against my ear, savoring the sound of my mother’s voice. “I’ve never sweat so much in my life. I think I need to buy stock in deodorant.” I listened patiently while she gave me her nurse-mom lecture about staying hydrated and preventing heat stroke. “Don’t worry,” I assured her, “Aunt Morgan makes me drink a ton of water and she has me put these electrolyte drops in it. Tastes kind of salty at first, but now I kind of crave it. Did you see the pictures I sent of Lewey?” I had come in from the evening chores yesterday to find Lewey curled up asleep on my bed with his head on the pillow. Morgan was right, the little goat totally thought he was a human. He was our daily comic reli
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