I usually step over stuff like this, but I hadda hit the John and when I walked past it on my way back up the hall (not stubbing my toe like I usually do and waking Marge because this time I remembered to turn on the hall light) I stopped and picked it up, the book, the fallen book in front of Lisa's bedroom, the one that said "Fury" on the cover and, well, you know me, can't pass up a chance to fury about something. I lifted the book and opened it to page one like I've seen Lisa do and…
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