RePete Performance

| August 02, 2001

“To the hospital.”

Adam didn’t pry. “Let’s go, then. Coming, Grumpy?”

Grumpy leaned against the bumper. His face was pale and glistened with sweat.

“What’s wrong?”

“My chest hurts like the dickens,” he gasped.

They half-dragged Grumpy to the truck and got him in the bunk.

“Do you have any aspirin?” asked the woman.

“He’s probably having a heart attack, and you want aspirin?”

“Yes. It helps

RePete Performance

| August 02, 2001

“To the hospital.”

Adam didn’t pry. “Let’s go, then. Coming, Grumpy?”

Grumpy leaned against the bumper. His face was pale and glistened with sweat.

“What’s wrong?”

“My chest hurts like the dickens,” he gasped.

They half-dragged Grumpy to the truck and got him in the bunk.

“Do you have any aspirin?” asked the woman.

“He’s probably having a heart attack, and you want aspirin?”

“Yes. It helps

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