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

"I'm the one who kicks the loose rug," Right Foot said. "I'm the one who finds the puddle in the dark. I take the first fall. And when the human is sad, who carries all the weight? Me, leaning into nothing. You get to rest."

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

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

And the human dreamed of walking without limping.

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