Tell Me One

"Well, tell me one thing I don’t know about you.", I inquired, smiling softly.

He paused for a moment, somewhat thinking. Yes, he can, actually, think. "One thing you don’t know about me is that…"

Then, turning to look at me, he grinned, so flipping wide, it would have put the Cheshire Cat to utter shame and disgrace.

Leaning in, he whispered, "I’m AMAZING."

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