There was a knock on the door and a voice called out, "Anyone in here?"
Hiding behind a teddy bear on her bed, now more than four times her size, Alice remained quiet.
In walked a young man, in his early twenties, carrying painting supplies. That's right, Alice thought to herself. They're painting my bedroom today. Which means I'm alone in the house right now, except for the painter.
Remaining hidden behind her bear, Alice watches silently as the young painter puts plastic tarps on the floor and pulls furniture away from the wall. As he approaches the bed, the young painter...
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