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Mrs. Forester watched in shear terror as Mr. Weaver towed a mass of
broken metal behind his car bringing it to rest near the curb in front
of his house.
Her son left just an hour before in that very car looking forward to a nice ride in the park.
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There was a dark figure steering the wrecked jalopy but it was difficult to see just who it was. Unhooking the wreck from its tow-rope, the driver was not her son, but George, the evil-kineval that was responsible for her sons life and safety.
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