“You’ll be fine, Bobby” Jimmy said with a forced grin. “Just bolt the door behind me when I leave.”
Young portly Bobby did as he was told, and settled down for the long night ahead, not caring that the huge bag of donated Reeses Pieces would cause his tight belt to shrink further.
With his empty stomach growling, Jimmy tiptoed around the porch to where his brother, Leonard, stood at the unlocked back door, his freshly sharpened axe glistening in the moonlight. Jimmy picked up his chainsaw, sneered at Lenny and whispered, “Let’s have dinner!”
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