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wrapped up the webbing and pulled

it from my face and hair while I

continued my search. I eventually

found what I was looking for and

clicked the switch, dimly lighting

the shed with more shadows than

light.

Some of the boys held back,

reluctant to enter the dusty shed,

while others rushed ahead of me,

hoping to be the first to find

something interesting. Soon the

boys were scurrying all over. When

a boy would find a treasure, he

would slip it into my van to take

home with him. If junk was found,

it was put into the pickup that

belonged to Rod, my assistant.

I took a load of trash out, tossed

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