No, there wasn't a picket line at her school. They had everyone line up by class. Controlled chaos at best.
Gabe: Lily, how old are you now?
Lily: Five.
Gabe: Ah, just like me.
Lily: Yeah, but I'm taller.
Gabe: Let's see.
Lily: Five.
Gabe: Ah, just like me.
Lily: Yeah, but I'm taller.
Gabe: Let's see.
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