What’s a stag stick?” Meg asked, taking the packages. He stared at her for a moment. Then he put a fist below his belt and popped out a thumb. “Oh,” Meg said. “Oh.” He spun around and ran back to the Market Square. She closed the door, looked at the packages in her hands, and said, “Eeewwww.

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