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“And so I said, that’s no chicken, that’s my sister!”
Amber and Mimi both laughed together. “Ooh, hear this one! What do you call it when you’re angry because your seat is too hot?”
“I don’t know,” giggled Amber, “what?”
“Hot cross buns!” Mimi tipped over and nearly fell off the fence from laughter.
“Buns! It has a double meaning!” Amber shrieked with delight. Once she had caught her breath, she took hold of Mimi’s hand. “I love coming out here to tell jokes and watch the sunset with you. That’s no joke.”
“You’re so sweet.” The two nuzzled noses.