’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Then she burst into a peal of laughter. She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. That would be an unkind twist of fate. But some people have no consideration. Then a roar of hisses. He continued to do this for the rest of the evening intermittently, in and out, among other topics.
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