” “Of how beautiful my children would be?” He finished her sentence. . 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. "I will set about it instantly. ” She shook her head. “Those were good.
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