We were young. Digging through the attic of an abandoned house sounded like fun. I found a rusty jack-in-the-box. When I turned the crank, the spring-loaded Jack didn’t jump out at me. I pried the lid off and saw the reason why. Stuffed around the spring were old bills. Lots of them. I gently pulled them out and saw . . .
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