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| Dr. Sam watched as Bert wiped barbecue sauce from his mouth, then piled his plate with more potatoes and gravy. "You know, they need a response to their offer by tomorrow. French is looking at another cul-de-sac over on Poplar." "Good." Bert slurred his words and seemed more than a little drunk. "The sooner he buys something else, the sooner I'll get you off my back." He teetered on his chair, looking dazed. "Bert, be reasonable," Eunice pleaded. But Bert was too busy falling off his chair and dying to be reasonable. |
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| Dr. Sam was out of his chair in a second. He knelt by the stricken man while Dotty stood by Bert's place setting, horrified. Eunice didn't rush to her husband's side but backed away. All three watched as he convulsed and breathed his last. | |||||||||||
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