March 31, 2012 03:41:43 PM
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Camille

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"What's this?"###
"I made you a smoke cutter. When you need to cut some smoke, you just pull this out right here and-" demonstrating the satisfying click "whammo the smoke is cut. You can cut it into two pieces, three pieces. . .I don't care you can cut it all day but it stays cut with this here. It won't cloud up on you again it is g-o-n-e gone." He whistled in through his teeth. ###
"Wow. Can I use it in a fire?" ###
"I don't care where you use it. You can use it here, or when you go to a bar and it's too smoky, or when you breathe into the cold."###
I thanked him and we left, and I clutched my brand new smoke cutter, slicing the air over and over all the way home. Mom said it was a good visit. "It's good honey, when he makes things for you. It's good to feel useful."

Comments [1]

Rogue Artist from Southwest

I can certainly relate to this well-written piece. One of my granddaughters asked me to knit a throw for her bed, in shades of pink! It made my day. Good work on this!

Mar. 31 2012 10:27 PM

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