A SOUL OMNIBUS by Nidhi Singh
“Let me out, let me out,” cried little Priscilla, scratching the frosty windowpane with her tiny nails. “Why can’t I spook like my friends and go trick-or-treating, Aunty?”
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“Let me out, let me out,” cried little Priscilla, scratching the frosty windowpane with her tiny nails. “Why can’t I spook like my friends and go trick-or-treating, Aunty?”
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“Come with me, honey, we shall visit the tooth fairy,” he said…. “Dress fittingly, dear, for we be visiting the best dentistry money can buy,”
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“My, my, what have we here,” Alice exclaimed, squinting at it.
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