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Blog Post #70: Gloria’s Magic Umbrella (unedited)

Across a room, a light shined beneath a bedroom door, and head on a pillow, Gloria gazed at it. Suddenly,

Jaelyn peeked into a classroom door window, saw Mrs. Mayor writing on a chalkboard, and, bit-by-bit, turned a doorknob. She

Maye gazed through mist and throughout a pond. No water laid in it, only sticks which stood shoulder high. She

Ethan marched around a stalagmite and through a bat cloud to a cave opening and peered into trees. Vines strangled

Dilston folded a newspaper, carried an empty plate to a sink, and snatched-up a suit coat and then ambled to