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A ray of bright light shines in Cody’s window. That damn ray shines in her bay window every morning. She groans loudly. Russ prances into the room, and then jumps on the bed. He stares directly down on her, as he stands over her; he starts to lick her face.
“Dad!” Cody screams, “get Al’s dog off my bed!” No response of course. What was she expecting her dad to actually listen to all this chaos? She calls again and gets the same retort. Nothing. She glances at the clock, it reads 6:13. For the love of god, she thinks. I have to get this fat lug of a dog off of me. She tries to p
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