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In the mornings I find labour easy because I am going to see you. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. ‘She knows them. . She twisted her fingers tightly. It was eleven o'clock. 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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