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Feb. 6th, 2014 10:54 pmAt 2:30 in the afternoon, while washing dishes and looking through the sink window at the oak trees turning to fall colors, Mrs. Everheart received a telephone call from her son's elementary school; it was the principal. There had been an incident. Her heart leaped when he said this, but he assured her it was a small matter, and only required she come and meet with him.
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