November 19th excerpt:

It took five minutes to get to the top of the table, kick the pen angrily off the surface, then drop back down. With Dean at a bare three and eight tenths inches tall, the pen was nearly two times his length. All those times hauling water around paid off as he hoisted it up, and started the long trek to the couch.

“One of these days,” Dean grumbled, “I’ll be the one having you bring me things. One of these days.”

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