“All right then!” Nora picked you up and carried you over to the sandwich station. There was any sandwich ingredient you could want. But when you told Nora what you wanted she seemed insulted and proceeded to throw you into the bread bin telling you to get it yourself. You tried to construct your sandwich and was doing quite well. You had already moved a slice of white bread onto the plate, under Nora’s watchful eye. You were halfway done, spreading the mustard, adding the cheese, lettuce, and tomato slice, when Nora lost her patience. “You are so slow!” she yelled at you, “I have half a mind to leave you right here and now.” You begged her for mercy.
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