connect the dots – a mini-saga

utensil in hand, he opens his book. page after page, crayon carefully maneuvering, 8, 9, 10, tongue poking between pursed lips, another array of dots transformed into a surprising picture. but today, heart thumping, his hand will veer off course, a blank page of opportunity embracing each stroke of creativity.

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