I wanted to run away again because we hadn't even got home before it wore off .
Bandit's dad grabbed him by the arm. You know, the bad one. The one with the big, painful scar on it. Dad couldn't see it, y'see - Bandit was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt.
We got in the house and it stank. I know it's because there's no plaster on the wall, but
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