“I should make sure that he doesn’t try to drive himself home. " "Well, imagination beats me!" "It's something Ruth saw. ” She laughed heartily, and became as suddenly grave. 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.
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