’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. I sha'n't utter a word. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. “There is my aunt,” she said.
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