Not Interested

Every spring the turtles come up from the river to lay their eggs in the sandy ground around our house. Every year Molly tries to convince them to play with her.


Molly: (sniff, sniff) Hey! What's this?

Turtle: (from inside shell) Go away.

Molly: Hey, you're not a rock.

Turtle: Go away.

Molly: Let's play!

Turtle: I'm out of here...