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Sound the alarm

Heather B. Armstrong | October 18, 2004

“Jon!”
…
“JON!”
…
“JOOOOONNNNNN!”
…
Jon finally rumbles down the stairs, Leta in his arms, and says, “Are you okay? Why are you screaming like you’re dying?”
“Because there isn’t any shaving cream in the shower. I need you to get me some.”

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