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216 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1955
“Don’t play with him unless he wants to play,” she shouted above the noise of the car’s engine. “He needs a rest now and again. ’Bye.”
She waved a hand and bumped away down the road.
Atty looked after the car thoughtfully. Then he said: “I think Pam will really like living with us better than with her, don’t you, Aunt Sara?”
I dodged this by asking: “Why Pam?” and since you have already been told about his name, I will spare you a repetition. All that I’ll tell you is that even in this short time his presence has made me realize what the house lacked before he came, and Atty adores him. Thank you most truly for giving Pam to us.