"Al right," Yule said, a little doubtful. He wondered how close they were to the beach now, wanting to see what it was like. Leaving his flurrying thoughts scattered on the path behind him, he tried to look forward to having fun on the beach, if that was possible, instead of just thinking all the time. Thinking was fun, and it was his favorite pasttime, but sometimes his thoughts could escape him and pester him until he had to do something else. The question of where he had come from and why he had appeared here was one of those plaguing thoughts that liked to drive him crazy.
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