“Henry, what should we do with the body now that we have it here?” Claude fell onto the ground, exhausted.
“Bury it, maybe?” Henry scratched his head.
“We didn’t bring shovels.” Claude looked around for something to dig with.
“Oh, hm… Hide it under the ivy?” Henry said, peering under the ivy.
“It’ll start to rot and stink.”
“Ok, let’s take it back home and think about it,” Henry suggested.
“Good idea!” They picked each end of the body up and, huffing and puffing, dragged it back to the house to think.
“How would Mom have handled this if we hadn’t killed her?” Claude wondered aloud as they broke open a couple of beers.
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