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We froze and listened.
It wasn t a stampede. It wasn t a flash flood.
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It was my mom.
Fred, Sam, and I looked at each other and then around the room. We looked and
smelled as had as the Lazy J herd, But the room looked even worse. It was a
mother s nightmare of popcorn, soda cans, and us.
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