| Ted pulled the Taurus into the driveway, turned off the engine and sat back. He didn't pull the keys out of the ignition, the radio was still on, playing something Ted thought he might have heard before, maybe not. The keys were rocking, just a little bit, just a kind of rasping sound, not really ringing. He flipped the keys, making them swing harder, listening to the song on the radio, trying to figure out if he really had heard it before. Ted let out a sigh and pulled the keys from the ignition, shutting off the radio, and grabbed the door handle, then sat back again, the little fan whirring, the engine parts ticking as they cooled. The grass of the front lawn hadn't been cut in several weeks; it was spring, and the hedge was looking a bit furry as well. Elaine had asked him to cut the grass last weekend, but Ted had begged off, promising he'd do it sometime during the week; no later than Thursday, he's said. Here it was Friday ... obvious. Ted reached ...
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