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hand from the tip of the rubber hose. Th e cream puff from her wrist drops by his feet and clings to
the grass. She reaches over and turns the tap until the water droops from the hose and shuts off . “Are
you looking for an excuse? I have one. Just say you like watching my nine-year-old friends splash
around in their bikinis. Admit it.”
He loses it. He chucks the hose at the ground. He walks to the table and grabs the baseball bat
from under one of the chairs. He runs to the piñata. He whacks the frilly animal.
“You know what, Caddie? I hope you heard yourself just now because you talk just like me.
And you know what I’m doing now? I’m resolving this situation, baby. I’m gonna beat the shit out of
this fucking rainbow horse, and you’re going to cry and run into the house. But guess what, I’m going
back in there, too.” Th e horse’s cardboard throat cracks open. “You aren’t going anywhere. I can
chase you down as long as we both live in that house. And oh wait, you want to go to the zoo? We
are at the zoo. I am the fucking gorilla.”
Caddie breaks into tears and runs into the house. Her brother fi nishes the horse. Its body rests
on the freshly watered grass like a pile of skinned bunnies with metallic slivers of wrapped candy.
He puts the baseball bat down, puts his hands on his waist, and looks around. In front of the fences
a zebra by the tree rubs the side of its grimy face against the rough bark. He sighs and returns to the
house.
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