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Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again, maybe she wasn't. 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. That is my way, my dear. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her.
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