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They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. To them all I am nothing. “Agreed,” he said, “certainly,” and drew a checkbook toward him.
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