A young girl swings in midair on a swing set.
There is a young girl swinging.
There is a young boy sliding.
I need to be a spin doctor for myself.
The story visits the Martha Stewart of Y2K survival-ism, who tells suburbanites how to rough it out in their harsh post-apocalyptic world.
The girl is slowly walking.
I lost many important things to me in my life.
The medium of exchange was the cow.
We should stay off the rocks and then we can let the stream take us down river.