Kayla doesn't move. 'Where's Colin?'

Inky peers all around her, as if expecting to find him.

Then she shrugs.

'Oh dear.' Her face is full of lines that seem to dance when she smiles. 'Looks like I lost another one.'

'Where is he? Did you two have a fight?'

A loud scraping noise comes from outside. Kayla turns on the side light and we both look through the curtain. Colin's putting out the bins.

'Well how about that?' says Inky. 'I finally got one that's house trained.

Autore: Bill Condon

Kayla doesn't move. 'Where's Colin?'<br /><br />Inky peers all around her, as if expecting to find him.<br /><br />Then she shrugs.<br /><br />'Oh dear.' Her face is full of lines that seem to dance when she smiles. 'Looks like I lost another one.'<br /><br />'Where is he? Did you two have a fight?'<br /><br />A loud scraping noise comes from outside. Kayla turns on the side light and we both look through the curtain. Colin's putting out the bins.<br /><br />'Well how about that?' says Inky. 'I finally got one that's house trained. - Bill Condon




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