This is the repugnant part, where now you covet the loss which a moment before brought you the severed torso in the dream. Since your friends are feasting, you must act quickly. The child's carriage careens on the stair.
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We reached the car, and I held the door open for him, but he didn't climb in right away. He stood there rocking on his crutch, gazing off at the sky and the fields and the fall trees starting to go the color of sherbet