Jeff, Too!

[For children]

"Last one dressed is a hoot owl!" cried Jeff, tossing a pillow at his younger brother.

Jay leaped from his bed and began to scramble into his clothes as if he might really turn into one of those big-eyed birds! As he was pulling on his shirt, he stopped short. In the mirror he saw a red ring on his chest.

"It's a red spot like the ones Jeff had!" he thought in dismay. He quickly pulled his shirt down. He wanted to think about this before he told anyone.

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ALWAYS AT HAND
June 28, 1969
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