Mm. [Simon purses his lips, trying to relax and clear his mind of just about anything besides getting that stone to skip. Maybe if he thought of it like a drill, digging over the surface of the water...!
And that's how the stone he finally flings skips four times and buries itself in the grass on the other side of the river. |Db]
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And that's how the stone he finally flings skips four times and buries itself in the grass on the other side of the river. |Db]
...Um.