And then there was Ben…LXXI
The stage is set. I’m sitting in the den, slouching in my most comfortable chair; I’m reading, or at least I’ve got a book on my lap, which is enough for Bennie to believe that I’m reading. He’s on the couch over by the wall, with his head on his paws, relaxing. Maybe fifteen feet or so behind me my... Sign in to see full entry.