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Early, over the weekend, Donna taunted me with the details of a baby she saw bounding playfully in the forest adjacent to our home. I was envious and grabbed her camera. That would teach her.
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Several days elapsed, but around four o'clock in the afternoon, I opened the refrigerator for a snack and out of the corner of my eye, I espied a polka-dotted blur ambling my way, down the drive. The very same tot, our newest neighbor, came a-callin'!
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Huh? What's this? Hey, it was twins!
Seems these young'uns had been giving us the classic twins' fake-out, taking turns pretending to be a total of one.
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Yeah, play tricks on the old people in the woods, punks.
And their mother allows them, saying nothing.