Sunday Whirl

Playing knights and princesses, the child dropped his spear when he saw the princess was fighting with a young dog. As the two children ran along the lawn’s green expanse, the puppy thought they were inviting him to play.

The princess was pulling at her skirt, protesting, “Get away! It’s mine!” The fine line of lace was being torn away from her costume as the pup started to bite at the edges. His sharp teeth caught in the design. Dragging along behind the princess, he relished the chase. Sadly the knight caught up with him and returned him to his own yard, where he sat envying the players’ fun, with a trace of sadness in his expression.

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