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I smashed his hand as hard as I could with the Wiffle bat." Ow! " he screamed. Carson was rubbing his red palm, inspecting it for damage. "That hurt, " he shrieked. "You really hurt me."" Right back at you, " I said. "Good-bye Carson."He frowned, massaging his hand, the big baby. "I just wanted to end this nicely."" Yeah?" I cocked the bat up to hit him again. "Well, this time you don't get what you want. .Rachel Vail
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I shoved him off the snowmobile. He landed on his back in the snow. "Love is a brat, you think? No, love id fine. You are the brat, you spoiled, rotten brat!Rachel Vail