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Learning to Fall: to eat.
"Do you boys want something to eat?" Momma asks that question about a million times a year, I bet.

"Whaddayagot?" Terry is always hungry. He should be bigger for as much as he eats but he's not and Momma says that's probably 'cause he's so twitchy and antsy and his momma and daddy were real poor and didn't ever feed him right when he was a baby.

"Well there are some waffles left over from this morning." Momma makes the best waffles ever. "Or maybe you boys would like some burgers and french fries."

"We don't want to be any trouble, Momma." The burgers sounded good though. "Can you make 'em cheese burgers?"

"Anything you two little gardeners want."

There was the catch. Momma was gonna' put us to work weeding in the garden, and even me with my cast on wouldn't get me out of it.








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