I’ll Huff and I’ll Puff

A cyclone hit the Goldstein house just before dawn one morning. It lifted the roof off, picked up the beds on which Selma and Irving slept, and set them down gently in the next county.

Selma began to cry.

"Don't be scared, Selma," Irving said. "We're not hurt."

Selma continued to cry. "I'm not scared," she responded between sobs.

"I'm happy. This is the first time in 14 years we've been out together."

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