It was a fine shiny day in East
Plagemorth Heights. A gentle breeze was
blowing and the sky was filled with fleecy
clouds drifting sedately across a canopy of pastel blue. As Janey Semple, age nine, emerged from her front door wearing her Sunday best yellow and white cotton print fringed with white lace, she saw a huge silver propane tanker backed between the two garages directly across the street. A thick black hose ran from the rear of the tanker to the propane tank behind Mrs. Diefendorfer's house.
SMITH - JANIE AND SPOT
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