To Sing Frogs Chapter 10b
We were too anxious to sit. Amy was excited. I was nervous—maybe apprehensive. I didn’t know what I was about to experience. Worse, I didn’t know what I might be about to miss.
With the vigilance of a hawk, Amy watched the doorway while waiting for the baby girl’s grand entrance.
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