Chapter 15
The cardboard placard survived accidentally.
Arthur found it behind the stage.
“Zero Dollar Charity Lot.”
He asked what to do.
“Throw it away.”
Daisy overheard.
“No.”
I looked at her.
“Why?”
“Need cardboard.”
She turned it over.
Drew a horse on the blank side.
Then used it as part of a school project.
Perfect.
I never told her she had reclaimed anything.
Children do not need adults turning every ordinary act into therapy.
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Sometimes cardboard becomes cardboard again.
Enough.
