Shout, Will, sing, but most of all laugh, you got that, laugh!” “I can’t!” “You must! It’s all we got. I know! In the library! The Witch ran, my God, how she ran! I shot her dead with it. A single smile, Willy, the night people can’t stand it. The sun’s there. They hate the sun. We can’t take them seriously, Will!”
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