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“I really don’t believe this,” Barbara said in exasperation.
“Just keep looking,” her husband, Dan urged.
“I am,” she snapped, her irritation at the situation rising.
“Are you sure this is the right area?” Dan’s sister, Karen asked.
“Yes, Honey, it’s right where Jeff Junior said,” her partner assured her.
“Well we better hurry up,” Barbara huffed. “The sun’s setting and the tide’s coming in. I can’t believe Little Jeff would have buried his own cousin in the sand like this, and then leave her!”
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Uh oh. I hope they are able to get to her in time!
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The summer I moved to Great Yarmouth, a man died on the beach… his kids had buried him, though not completely, and the weight of this sand crushed his chest. Note: DO NOT BURY YOUR COUSIN
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I’m genuinely concerned for the cousin! The adults are pretty chill considering the tide is coming in. Lol
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