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"You punched him out?" Alicia said. The little girl stared and her prone
and snoring father with confusion. "Why?" Fred knelt and shoved the sleeve up on the girl's arms. A bruise, the size and shape of the man's hand, was halfway between her elbow and shoulder. And now that Alica looked closer, many other bruises decorated the girl's flesh.
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