It was Louie who woke Cherry & Trina, long after the sun had gone down and the moon, gibbous tonight, slithered between the stormclouds. It was going to rain, and rain hard. Trina’s first thought was that the rain would make the burial easier. Her second thought, catching up with the first, involved some swearing …
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