me: what was her husband like?
auntie: well, he liked to talk with his fists.
me: so did he leave town? i can't find anything on him.
auntie: i don't know, baby. he passed away.
me: ...how?
auntie: he went to sleep being mean and just woke up dead.
us:
auntie: well, he liked to talk with his fists.
me: so did he leave town? i can't find anything on him.
auntie: i don't know, baby. he passed away.
me: ...how?
auntie: he went to sleep being mean and just woke up dead.
us:
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A tranquil, 14-year-old horse reared for the first time; a gardener's beau choked at dinner ("we left for Canada soon after"); and one fell downstairs drunk - don't look for the iron fry pan.