Irene’s dad wasn’t around much, he was candidate for village alderman. Irene met her mom at the foot of the stairs and they walked to the den. There was dad standing next to a gorgeous hobby-horse! The same hobby-horse Irene had dreamed about. She wept with joy as they sang Happy Birthday. Irene’s dad surreptitiously winked at his wife as if to say, “I’m not a one-trick pony.”
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