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Tea Kettles
Tea Kettles
It had been Bertholdt’s birthday the previous day. He was six. He turned the knife over in his hand, and his lip quivered. When they told him he’d have to cut himself, it didn’t sound so bad. Now the knife was in his hand, he was frightened and he didn’t want to.
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