Story 54: So we had to move again.
Story 55: He shouldn't have bought that television.
Story 56:
The paintbrush was magic. The boy gasped as everything he had painted came suddenly to life. He must tell someone about this. He ran to his brothers, who were harvesting wheat nearby. But no—they would take advantage of his new talent if they knew. He would keep this a secret.
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