They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. When she came to school on Friday, she almost tripped twice going up the stairs. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. Without Sheila, the denizens of the neighborhood might forget they had the ability to communicate with each other. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. This became very interesting.
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