DADDY I think Flynn's fish is stuck to the filter, I hope it doesn't die.
FLYNN Mommy my fish is stuck.
MOMMY Maybe we should pray for the fish.
FLYNN Okay.
Head bowed, hand clasped.
FLYNN Now I lay me, down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep.....
etc.
The fish lived.
9.19.2006
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