I’m sitting in Maddie’s room and Joseph runs by clutching something. Into his room he goes; door locks. Silence. He emerges, runs by…same thing.
“Joseph? What are you doing?”
“I’m not doing anything!” he calls, coming out of his room, hands behind his back.
“What do you have?”
“Nothing. I mean just a door stop.” he shows it.
“What are you doing with it?”
“Oh, just stopping doors.”
“Oh. Hm. Ok.”
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