John sat pensively in the back of his best friend's mother's minivan, piloted by his best friend Mark. The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. “Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were something grisly.
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