Pete leaned back in his chair and loosened his belt. That was the best meal he'd had in ages and, surveying the bird carcass in front of him, there would be more than enough to have cold tomorrow. Grinning at his family, he popped a grape in his mouth and asked:
"Hey, do you know what sounds good? What would make my day? Do you think we have any lemonade?"
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