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... the disastrous scene.
A ‘world map’ was spreading out on my bed.
Is this really bed-wetting?….It’s strange….The position is a little too high, isn’t it?
The spots on the sheets were at the level of my chest, and, frankly, I can’t really pee from there.
I incidentally looked at the area where the pillows were, only to see a trembling Toto, down on her knees.
“Morning Toto. What’s wrong?”
(Good morning, Dad. I’m really sorry.)
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