Good Narrative Principles

Skipping Generations


Big Bill and Little Bill had much in common. A taste for sweets, soft food and an endless fascination with the construction site on the corner. On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, Big Bill picked up his grandson at Pre-K. It was one of the few remaining pleasures in his life. Through the two frequently got lost at the candy store, the toy store and pet shop, generally they found the way. When they didn’t have a clue where they were, one or the other would hum a few bars of “When the Saints Come Marching In” or “This Land is Your Land” and that would give them courage to continue.

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