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Dear Jane

Dear Jane,

Little Laurie's feet were blue but there is no money for shoes. There is no work on the land because the snow is so deep. Cobblers' children are always well shod. Cobblers' always have work. If the Cobbler's children have shoes my child should have shoes. Tell the Cobbler's wife I'm sorry. It seemed only fair to me that our families fared the same. Like for like. I thought one pair less would do him no harm. I didn't think he would chase me. The snow is so deep. I ran in front of the Post Cart in my haste to get away. I didn't think he would chase me. The snow is so deep. The Postman tried to stop the horses. Laurie's shoes are warming by the fireside. It's begun to rain. The snow is melting and running off the fields. The river will be swollen and fast. Jane, I'm sorry. It seems only fair to me that our families fare the same. Like for like. Kiss Laurie for me.

Goodbye,

Larry.

Story by:

Donna Lorenzo

submitted at 10:54am

15 August 2009