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. She crept into the living room and
turned off the set, adjusting Cathy’s blanket which had
fallen to the carpeted floor. "
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“Go on,” said Ann Veronica, a little hoarsely, “tell me all of it. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the
melancholy procession descending the hill.
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