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"Dad!" I hollered as I walked around the side of the house after knocking numerous times and ringing the doorbell.
I could hear my father talking.
I had left my keyring with their house key at home as well which would have really simplified matters.
Dad met me in the kitchen with my Cokes and a canister of chicken salad with a Ziploc bag full of Ritz crackers.
"That chicken salad was delicious," I told him after I arrived home and had eaten. "Did you make it? Maggie sure agrees with me!"
"I bought it at the new deli downtown," my father replied. "I will have to get you some more."
"That tasted just like your homemade chicken salad," I told him. "Well, I will see you and Charlie tonight."
"It is going to be awhile," my father warned me.
Well, that sounded foreboding and ominous. I didn't dare ask how long, though. It can't be that long, though, as Horsefly will get in a stir.
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