In the evening, we realised Pepe was not indoors, when everybody else was. Daniel looked out the door, and Pepe stood on the outside of the fence, waiting to get in. It turned out Pepe had taken a tour himself around the lot where we live. It was a jouney on his own.
I wanted to know more about where Pepe had been. He would not tell me, though. He just said it was a journey he did on his own.
Perhaps I should make a journey on my own. I might, someday. I don’t really see the point, even though Pepe was pleased with his journey.
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