Skunks were strange creatures. They had way more sway than they thought. They didn’t need to eat garbage; they could probably walk into a grocery store and leave with whatever they wanted without anyone stopping them. A skunk was a loaded gun. But in its unawareness, garbage was safer, and therefore good enough. Carlie was not the type of girl to think that garbage was good enough, and she found herself resenting, if only for a fleeting moment, the skunk for not having the balls to waltz into that corner store and rob it.
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