Scrap that idea
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Her mind was racing as she looked at the old man before her. “No, this can’t do,” she said abruptly. “Scrap the idea of getting clothes and going to some lame take-out restaurant for food. We’re far past that at this point.” David looked at her with a confused look, not knowing what to expect. But when Amber said they were going to her house, the rugged father started smiling.
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