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B. We married, and for a time we were happy. 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. Darrell, however, rose again instantly; and though mortally wounded, made a desperate effort to regain the boat. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. I spent this afternoon in detention. She reached for the door handle.
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