The Painting

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After William returned home with a sullen Mate, he decided to try making those pancakes he`d bought the ingredients for the day before. Now, some people might think that instant pancakes out of a box were perfectly good pancakes, but not William. His mother had always made pancakes from scratch and so he did, too. And his banana pancakes drizzled with maple syrup were simply divine if he did say so himself. Happily working away in the kitchen getting the batter together, he paused when the percolator started beeping to say his pot of coffee was done. He wondered if Anthony or Agnes might like a cup of coffee while they worked. Pouring one for Anthony first, who took it black, of course, William hummed as he made his way down to Anthony`s work room. Knocking on the door right before

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