Calendar Girl
She stared dumbly at it for a minute before setting it atop one of the other boxes and searching through the newspaper again.Another brick.
Then a third.
She picked the box up—It was very light now—and dumped its contents.
Nothing but crumpled paper.
Suddenly, the room seemed much smaller, the air close and heavy.
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