It was a bright and very sunny day. The streets were made of water. I stood on the right by a wide bend in the road and a voice, which sounded like it was travelling over a PA system, announced very enthusiastically, like a sports commentator, that my son was on his way. A few seconds later Felix appeared in a sky blue pedalo with a Queequeg [a red sable Pomeranian] by his side. It was a happy dream. I hope my son is happy.
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