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“What are you reading?” asked Max.
Drea took off her reading glasses and looked up from her book. “Just a book of old nursery rhymes.”
“Oh yeah? Read me one.”
“Monday’s child is fair of face; Tuesday’s child is full of grace; Wednesday’s child is full of woe; Thursday’s child has far to go; Friday’s child is loving and giving; Saturday’s child works hard for a living, and the child that is born on the Sabbath day is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.”
“What day were you born on?” asked Max.
Drea merely smiled in response.Read this story
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