Sophie’s parents glanced at each other.
This time...
"We'll try one," Mrs. King cautiously said. "But you better be right about the flying part." "Sure thing, missus," Bob bounded over to get a chair, and headed over to the cash register. Mr. and Mrs King followed, unsure if this is the right thing to do. Mrs. King thought so; but the chair wasn't really fancy, but is the flying part was true (and Mrs. King didn't think it was), Sophie wouldn't mind, and would love it all the better, or so she hoped. Mr King just didn't know. They paid for the chair and left.
* * *
At her party, Sophie announced, "everyone's here, mom. NOW may I open that big present you got me?" "After the games...and the cake... then you may open your presents." Sophie gave a silent groan, but went off to tell her guests to line up for a relay race.
* * *
After the games... and the cake...
Everyone was seated in a semicircle around Sophie.Her parents held their breath as she unwrapped the magic chair.After what seemed like hours...
Wait 'till next time to see what Sophie thinks about her chair!
And if you notice I've done a lot of blogging today, it's to make up for all of the days I missed while I was in London.
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