Robbie puffs his cheeks like hes still gots puke to puke and his teeth rattle around like a bunch a loose marbles and stink drops squeeze out a his skin so thick they fall like rocks. He does it slow. He reaches out with that stank ass old laundry bag and Rabbit and Raccoons smiles are sparkling big and white, and there it goes, there goes the whole world in one second, that bag dipping low and them plastic pumpkins rising high and theres no going back, theres no bus pass thats gonna bus us back from this place Robbie took us.

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The fist holding the laundry bag changes path. It grabs the knob. Little girls faces go dumb like what? Mrs Fs face goes surprised like what? Its painful and hurtful cuz theres some serious relationship things going down with Robbie and Mrs F. At the same time though the hurt punches quick like a needle and then its over, Robbie shuts the door right in their friendly ass faces and the whole things over, and to me it feels like we all cried real hard just once at the same exact time except havent none a us made a single pipsqueak mouse or bug or man or little ass child sound.

Ghosts

Ghosts

We stare at the door like its our job till we half hear Mrs F speaking some words to her grandkids and the whole group a them shuffles their candyless asses off the stoop. We keep staring. For real, like its our jobs. Car doors open, check. Car doors shut, check. Engine revs up quick like its a new ride, check. After that, I dont know. None of us can say. I guess Mrs F and her crew goes back to a hood where they can beg themself top junk like gold foil candies with french words and salt.

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Robbie droops. Thats the only way to put it. His neck goes like rubber. His flab cheeks and lips go like baloney. Even his tits sag under his button shirt. Last thing that happens is his fingers go loose and the laundry bag falls to the floor and it crunches and crackles like its full a dead bugs.

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Earlier when Dag socked the light switch? Thats nothing. No way Dag ever acted in the history of Dag compares to this explosion. Her eyes turn to the kind a glass balls they put at the bottom of fish tanks and her face goes neon pink like its melting off her dang skull and her jaw is like the screws melted off, it opens huge and salivas bubbling inside like too hot soup and she screams and all I want to do is fall on the floor and cover Midge cuz its the loudest worst thing I ever heard in my life.

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