Scowling at Stars
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The Wrong HatFred slipped into the elevator just before the doors closed. Finally, something was going right. He’d had a hole in the first three socks he’d pulled on this morning and he’d had to skip breakfast. And because he left that late, traffic was terrible. He looked around the elevator, hoping
Why would anyone scowl at the stars?! They are so pretty, soothing, relaxing.
I don’t know. Maybe his wish didn’t come true. Sometimes that happens.