“Here, read this. Forty-two words.”
“Okay…” She reads. “I like it, but I don’t get where it says ‘explicably’.”
“I meant ‘inexplicably.'”
“Oh.”
“Did you get that it’s at a hospital?”
“Oh! No…” She reads again. “His leg is missing?”
“Yeah.”
“Ah!”
“Here, read this. Forty-two words.”
“Okay…” She reads. “I like it, but I don’t get where it says ‘explicably’.”
“I meant ‘inexplicably.'”
“Oh.”
“Did you get that it’s at a hospital?”
“Oh! No…” She reads again. “His leg is missing?”
“Yeah.”
“Ah!”
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