Lazy Susan.
Ever since she was a kid, when her Uncle had called her
that, she had certainly lived up to the name. She never showed an interest in sports,
or nature, or even in going out and playing with other children.
And as she grew up she just got lazier. She’d get up just
early enough to catch the school bus, just early enough to make her lectures,
just early enough for her job.
Eventually she had to change, her parents thought. She’d
meet a guy (or girl) and she’d gain some motivation.
They didn’t count on Idle Handel…
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