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... the dirt. "Ugh it’s in my mouf!" I whined.

"Vicky!" Papa was there, and hoisting me up and all that really did was get sand spit into his face as I tried and failed to get more out. "Vicky."

"Sowwy." I muttered tongue stuck out and I knew it was covered in sand.

"I got a drink, are you alright?" Mama asked as she hurried over with a drink and kneeling beside me.

"Ugh." I took a swallow of her sweet fruit punch and swished it around before spitting it out. "Gross. ...

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