So this happened today:
Rose contemplates a page she has just torn out of a book
She holds the page in one hand while she views the destruction.
“Any last words, book?”
Now what to do with this page…
The books is just a shell of itself now.
Alas, poor book, I knew him.
Upon closer inspection, more torn pages.
But at least she’s learning to clean up after herself! Into the garbage the pages go! Wait, that should go in recycling, Rose!