w/ sudden affection, she thinks "I love all animals".
She says, "You look so elfin and mischievious.", and then bursts out laughing.
"James, you mule, that's not fair! I'm a square peg looking at a round hole."
"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!", quips James, "So, you finally realized it was just your reflection?"
Susanna nods peacefully, and arm in arm, they walk under the arch that says "Cloud nine".
The end (of ever writing a story again in split sentences)
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