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. You wanted to play a lone hand. The boy she had loved was gone. “I had the pleasure of—er—meeting you more than once, I believe.
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