Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. She knew the truth of it all right. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. “Girls of sixteen do not need their own laundry hampers. I’ve made no mention of guns and daggers or, indeed, any of the more exciting aspects of the business. Besides, he was a Yale man. Sheila’s boys hadn’t been much help when they were around the house, anyway, they were more partial to lolling around on couches and running around with their girls. I'll wait for you down here.
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