“He’d better treat you right this time or I’ll pulverize him, you hear?” Lucy gave in to the hug. "'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. The trio of girls approached the newly laid cement curb, where throngs of young girls in pink lip-gloss fanned and preened like peacocks as rich boys circled round, revving the engines of their father's red cars. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale.
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