By Molly
In Siena, I got a fan that was purple and has flowers on it. At lunchtime, we had pizza and Jackson almost got it covered in pizza sauce and chipped some wood off. But it's okay. I opened it and closed it and fanned myself all around town. And then when we got home I pretended I was the best fan opener/closer and fan fanner in the whole wide world.
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