Harper was unpacking her stuff and looked up to see her five year old brother, Michael, in her doorway, he could hardly stand still, hopping on one leg to the next. Harper wiped the sweat off her forehead and she fanned herself with a book that she was holding Harper: little dude,the bathroom is across the hall.| Michael: I don’t have to pee. I just want you to come to my room. Hurry up!
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