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Closing Time

Closing Time

By: Melissa Martin   The ant tip-tap-toes his way up the slanty pages, each page set slightly closer to the book’s dimple than the one beneath it creating perfect little ant-sized stepping stairs.   Perhaps he was daunted when he started up these stairs not knowing there was an end, seeing only a slanty incline, […]

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