missing pages


“But mommmm…” I pleaded, really wanting her to get me out of there. Desperate, I even tried to will her mind to get up and get me out of there, using my secret powers that I’d been practicing since I first saw Star Wars, but she ignored me as she just sat there, flipping through the only magazine in the office, a 1973 Life Magazine that was missing pages 8 through 44. But she didn’t seem to care though, aware of the fact that no one read at the eye doctor’s office, and that no one cared that there was nothing to read.

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