Cleo
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
Kiting Day
Who doesn't remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infinite ocean of blue above you?
Then you hand the string over to your parents so you can go play on the swings and other more interesting stuff.
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