(after lunch).
Narrator : some one slam the door almost right in my face.
If I quickly didn't step back I would have door print from head to toe.
This is not very safe.
Poetess : I was on hurry.
Grandma : to do what?
Poetess : we punch cards at first lunch
And I am on hurry only at second lunch when we don't punch the cards.
The real witch : this is weird.
Grandma W.: this what work does to people.
Narrator : I am kindly apologizing, but what is the point of this story again?
I must've forgotten.. to much on my mind ...
Poetess : just to say thank you to all the characters.
Narrator: usually I am not the one people thank..
I am bad boy.
Grandma W: such beauty. ..
Poetess : I need first page, I am writing from end to beginning...like spring.
