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     “This is Cecil!” The man the swept up a small pile of rocks from the chair and

showed them to Gina with a flourish. “He has been my companion for many years.”
Gina could see the pile of rocks was glued together and they had a face crudely painted on them. Gina couldn’t help but to giggle. “My apologies Mister…”
The man said, “Hammurabi Finch, and Master Cecil, at your service.” He then gave Gina a deep bow.

This is where the entire story begins to revolve around Cecil!

Actually. No, No it doesn’t.

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