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. Spurlock slept on. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply.
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