Three Rights Make a Left
Mr. Destiny led his guests into the barber shop. “Kelly, I think it’s time you practiced on a real person,” Mr. Destiny said.
Mr. Fate nodded in agreement and took a step toward the chair.
Mr. Destiny put his hand on his arm and in a caring, reassuring tone and his face close to his friend he said: “Not you my friend, not just yet.”
Again Mr. Fate nodded.
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