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As he stood up and continued walking, he heard the sharp click of sneakers on the pavement behind him. “Hey, dweeb!” His sister Kimberly’s voice cut through the quiet morning air. She was jogging to catch up, her red hair tied back in a messy ponytail, her “Girlz Rool” pink t-shirt clinging slightly to her chest. Her capri pants hugged her legs, ending just above her ankles where her sneakers tapped rhythmically against the ground.
“What do you want, Kim?” Bill asked, sighing as she fell into step beside him.
“I saw you pick up that stupid rock,” she said, her tone sharp. “Hand it over.”
“Why? It’s just a rock,” Bill replied, frowning. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out, holding it between his fingers.
Kimberly’s eyes narrowed, and she grabbed for it, but Bill yanked his hand back. “Cut it out, Kim!”
“Give it!” she snapped, her face flushing with frustration. She lunged again, this time managing to grab his wrist. Her fingers dug into his skin, and for a moment, they wrestled over the stone, their breaths coming in short bursts. Finally, Kimberly managed to pry it from his grip. She held it up triumphantly, her lips curling into a smirk.
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