Feb 10, 2013
[Little Clive was reading a book about weapons, not the best thing for a nine-year-old to read; It was something that caught his eye in Ms. Dove's large collection of books.]
Hrm...
[He flipped the page, but then looked up to notice that there was someone watching him. Clive was just outside the house sitting on a bench. He looked down at his book and continued looking a the pictures and what not.]