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Cheeseburger Moon
Sundaes
"And I bet you see Presidents in potato chips too," said Mason.
Grace and Mason were standing on the back deck smoking and staring at the moon. The bright silvery light from it had them mesmorized and they'd been staring at it for at least five minutes now. A cloud cut through the center of the moon, and Grace said, "Look, Mason. A cheeseburger!"
"Um. No. It's a cloud passing by the moon," said Mason with no less enthusiasm than
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