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Literature

Pancake Sundays

"Daddy!" There was no answer. "Daddy, daddy, daddy!" came the voice again, louder than before. He groaned as the little voice of his daughter finally got through, and the Once-ler slowly turned his head to stare at the little face who was looking at him so bright eyed. Taking a deep huff the man pushed an easy smile onto his face, and ran a and through his hair, ruffling the black locks even more so than they already were. "Hey there sweetie..." he whispered. He could feel the weight of Norma pressing against his back, the woman still dead to the world. "Daddy, daddy, its Sunday!" Helen squealed, gripping at the bed tightly in her small