Memoir coach and author Marion Roach

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And Foot | Foot

The human smiled, confused, then tried: "Left… let's go?"

Left Foot opened his toes, then closed them. He had never thought of it that way.

"You think you're better," Left Foot muttered one night, as the human slept. foot and foot

Right Foot pressed against him, arch to arch. "Don't be. We're not right or left. We're just foot and foot ."

But something felt wrong. The human wobbled. Looked down. The human smiled, confused, then tried: "Left… let's go

Left Foot had shifted forward a quarter inch. Right Foot, without being asked, slid back to match.

Right Foot, startled from a doze, whispered back, "What?" The human smiled

Left Foot was jealous.

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