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The Maudlin Maraca

3 May 2009 No Comment

You left that maraca in the woods, after Summer’s wedding rehersal and later when you realized it, you had your head between Allan Heston’s legs. Was it worth it to go back to the woods and retrieve the maraca? After all, Allan was a bore and it was the last maraca Philip had held in his fingers before they were recklessly sliced off in the sandwich machine. What was the sandwich machine doing next to the Marachi band?As you pictured Phillip’s fingers lying on the vinyl floor, a lone bit of Swiss Cheese nearby, you knew at this point the maraca was no longer there, perhaps one of the flower girls had carried it off or the bride’s mother picked it up and threw it far and wide in the terrible damp woods.

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