Carmelia buries her head below her arms, knowing they're not enough to shelter her, but too mindless in panic to do anything else.
She hears a thump of something heavy landing nearby and a woman's voice demands in close to a snarl, "Stand up and make account of yourself."
"Please, please," Carmelia wails, "I didn't do it, Maceta did!" She shakes
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