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  <title>Comments on 'The clouds all played fetch'</title>
  <subtitle>That grand sliding glass invention, the great gateway between comfortable exterior and more comfortable interior, shattered into more shards than anyone should ever have to count. Kari and Jeremy both stood extremely still, looking at each other for a moment that lasted a little too long. Eventually Kari turned and looked at the busted window and than turned back to Jeremy. 

&#8220;Alright Jeremy, I got a twenty you can borrow.&#8221; Her voice was hollow sounding and she hiccuped once. Her face was a mask of resignation mixed with a little shock and awe.

&#8220;Just let me go climb over my broken fucking glass door and bring it down to you.&#8221; She disappeared from view into the apartment and Jeremy bit his lower lip a little too hard due to the worry he was now feeling, he stopped when he tasted blood and started spitting it out unto the pavement. The blood pooled into the shape of a dog.

Looking down, Jeremy failed to see his sister walk out of the front door to the apartment building holding their Dad&#8217;s old army pistol.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-22T21:35:49Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The clouds all played fetch</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I for three agree that this was the way to go with the ending. But, man oh man, this family is messed up if they&amp;#8217;re throwing bats and pulling guns on each other.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35022?basename=73082</id>
    <published>2008-06-22T21:35:49Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The clouds all played fetch</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Alright, now we&amp;#8217;re getting somewhere. I agree with Ana, this family is much too dysfunctional for her to just give up the cash.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-22T06:55:24Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on The clouds all played fetch</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I wasn&amp;#8217;t buying the fact that Kari would so easily acquiesce and just hand over the money. I&amp;#8217;m glad you wrote that ending. It&amp;#8217;s more &amp;#8220;in character.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-21T16:55:43Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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