There was a card in the bottom of the box, stained with urine.
Good job.
Bitch picked it up with the very tip of her finger and thumb. She’d never properly learned how to read, so she had to work out the individual sounds, moving her lips to try to piece it together.
Ah, yeah… I remember the name spellings from 8.8.
“Ah… air yoh… you. Air you a…” That letter, she didn’t recognize it.
Are you a…
After it was… “oll… wolf.”
Hah, called that. Are you a dog, or are you a wolf?
She gave up. She could guess, anyways.
Are you a wolf, or are you a dog?
Oh, hehe, I wasn’t expecting the rest of the sentence to be there. 😛
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