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After placing the phone on the desk, Andrew pounded his fist on the bureau, gritting his teeth, he swore, “That stupid ass kid can’t be that ignorant to think I’ll forget it. What he did is unforgivable. If we can’t talk him into doing the right thing, then we’ll make him do it. Are you sure this is what you want?”He asked, wanting to give Margaret an opportunity to change her mind. “If anyone discovers it, we’ll be in trouble, but I’ll take full responsibility.” “Of course, I want to do it that little, stupid fool ruined Ashley’s dreams and he’s going to pay for it. Doing that is scary, but exciting,” Margaret said, snickering like a child. +++ On Tuesday evening, Margaret prepared a mouth-watering dinner complete with candles, roses, a white tablecloth and cloth napkins. She relaxed while waiting for Andrew. Arriving home, pleased with dinner, he made a drink and sat down to wait for Jeremy. Although he arrived five minutes late, greeting Andrew and Margaret, he said, “Sorry, I’m late. “That’s okay. Don’t worry, you’re here and that’s what’s important, dinner is going to be five minutes late” Andrew said. “On the way over, I picked up something in a tire, and had to change it,” Jeremy said, following Andrew to the family room. “Would you mind doing an old man a big favor?” Andrew asked, sitting in his Lazy Boy. “Sure.” “Would you go to the corner market and get me some Pepsi, either can or bottles it doesn’t matter. I like one after dinner, but I forgot to get

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