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           Inthemorning,Gage’stemperaturewasalmostnormal.Hischeekswerechapped,butotherwisehewasbright-eyedandfullofbeans.Allatonce,inthecourseofaweekitseemed,hismeaninglessgabblehadturnedintoaslewofwords;hewouldimitatealmostanythingyousaid.WhatElliewantedhimtosaywas"shit."

           "Sayshit,Gage,"Elliesaidoverheroatmeal.

           "Shit-Gage,"Gagerespondedagreeablyoverhisowncereal.LouisallowedthecerealonconditionthatGageeatitwithonlyalittlesugar.And,asusual,Gageseemedtobeshampooingwithitratherthanactuallyeatingit.

           Elliedissolvedintogiggles.

           "Sayfarts,Gage,"shesaid.

           "Farz-Gage,"Gagesaid,grinningthroughtheoatmealspreadacrosshisface."Farz-n-shit."

           EllieandLouisbrokeup.Itwasimpossiblenotto.

           Rachelwasnotsoamused."That’senoughvulgartalkforonemorning,Ithink,"shesaid,handingLouishiseggs.

           "Shit-n-farz-n-farz-n-shit,"Gagesangcheerily,andElliehidhergigglesinherhands.Rachel’smouthtwitchedalittle,andLouisthoughtshewaslookingahundredpercentbetterinspiteofherbrokenrest.Alotofitwasrelief,Louissupposed.Gagewasbetterandshewashome.

           "Don’tsaythat,Gage,"Rachelsaid.

           "Pretty,"Gagesaidasachangeofpaceandthrewupallthecerealhehadeatenintohisbowl.

           "Oh,gross-OUT!"Elliescreamedandfledthetable

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