A young one stared out the window of a plane, praying to God that they were going to where they wanted to go more than anything.
“Hope he’s not lyin’,” the little one thought. “Really wanna go where he said I was goin’.”
The plane took off then, now not leaving the one staring out the window, much choice but to go to wherever the plane was headed. For this one’s sake, it had better be California, otherwise they wouldn’t last very much longer. Not very long at all.
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