Diary of a Fox

Entry 8

June 2
We've finally found a town.
Problem?
Its swarmed with British troops and other British people.
So guess who got to play slave today?
I am seriously debating if this is worth it.
All I know, is Harold is a good kisser. Why do I know that? I had to kiss Harold three times today. Just for my "safety". But, I know he was enjoying it. We got enough food to last us for what seems like forever. But, I know better. We'll be out in a week. There's six of us. And Mr. Hungry-O'Neill eats as much as three people.
Please, please. Throw me into a frying pan.
It'll be less miserable than I am now.
At least I'll die quicker.

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