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“Pia, listen to me. Before you---.” “Before I what?” I asked, looking around the small kitchen before walking to the sink to wash my hands. My heart was racing so bad, with a trembling hand, I grabbed the handle of a cast iron skillet. “Pia? PIA!?” He screeched as I yanked it out of the sink, and before he could get to the door to pull open, I ran up on him and side swiped the side of his head with a clonk! Homer fell back against the small glass breakfast table, causing everything to collapse on top of him with his plate of food being the last thing to hit the floor.

