Cutting Scenes - The Fine Line

“Ah—workers—I know you have been wronged by my husband, as well
as so many others, but they do not understand you as I do and I
am here to make things well, as I promised you last night I
would and I have Ye ho waah’s blessing in this. I will not
forget my promises to you, as I know you will respect mine also.
I am sorry that the house I live in has destroyed some of your
mounds but I will see to it that it never happens again here.”
Betty Ross spread the sugar granules liberally around the mound,
then stood up and moved on to the next mound, several feet away.
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Emily O’Brien spoke into the telephone, almost in a
whisper, conspiratorially, as she exhaled a stream of toxic
fumes from her nostrils and sat her burning cigarette in an
ashtray, on the counter-top of her dining room table. “Yes, yes
I know Sherry but I’m telling you I saw her putting the poison
on top of the ant hills and they have absolutely no ants in
their house. What? Well, I’m not sure about that but I think
she’s some sort of a witch. Oh yes—yes—well it would explain a
lot of things—how else could she stand watering those flowers
among a mass of bees and not even be afraid of getting stung?
And how else could she have plants blooming practically
overnight? And....and wait’ll you hear this, she said she loves
ants, yes-yes and worms, worms Sherry. Yes, really, she said
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