Ducklings. Aliya Whiteley

A dirty cardboard box was standing next to the Aga. Sam dumped his rucksack on the floorboards and peered inside.     He jerked backwards from the earthy smell. He looked again, and the seven yellow balls of fluff inside the box turned their beaks to him and demanded attention. 🧲 Получи удовольствие от дохода в telegram. Смотри как другие зарабатывают деньги на своём канале в telegram: @raskruti и ты свой канал     'Vi!' he shouted. She sauntered through the back door and threw her coat over the empty umbrella…