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. Anna was still holding her cigarette between her fingers. Still, her face never betrayed this distraction. She saw Lucy darkening her doorstep and stood from the recliner.
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