Charlotte was running into the house searching through all boxes and cupboards. She even checked under the beds challenging her patient.
-Shoe, beautiful one, do you mind to come here right now? Common, please, go away from your hidden place and I promise that... I´ll wash my feet every day. Little shoe, give me a sign, just only one - she was shouting testing that it wasn´t also below the sofa.
-Ja, she can´t believe her own words, it´s not possible to do her feet not smelly. I´m so sorry but today I´m deaf - a shrill voice mentioned in the living room.
-Hey, she´s calling me. Could you help me? My lace is putting on the heater and Charlotte needs me now.
-No way! Beautiful Shoe it´s me! Look my skin. What about the heel. It´s... perfect.
-Yes... that´s... true. But I´m also Shoe. She really likes me.
-Good for you but I´M MORE IMPORTANT for her. She gets you dirty on the mountain while I visit the city. You should think carefully about the meaning of 'affection`.
-But... leave me alone!
-Of course, I will! You shouldn´t be called like me. Shoe is a name for glamorous ones and not... you´ll be okay hiding between the curtains. I´m coming!
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