Noise fills the kitchen all around.
Noise from a machine running.
Noise from liquid gurgling.
I’ll wait here.
Blowing smoke like a dragon.
Poised to breathe fire.
Puff, puff, puff.
I’ll wait here.
In about 15 minutes, you’ll be finished.
I can sit still that long.
Can you?
I’ll wait here.
Maybe I’ll get a special treat?
Maybe some extra love?
I’m a good boy.
I’ll wait here.
Oh no. A new noise.
A cough. We’ve heard that a lot this week.
Are you okay?
I’ll wait here.
No more smoke.
No more noise.
Are you finished?
Let’s go to potty town.
No more waiting here.
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