from Fairy Tale: A Novel by Stephen King:
“How do we get out?” Stooks asked.
Eris said, “Did you never learn to read?”
“As well as any plowboy, I guess,” Stooks said, sounding grumpy. Of course I’d be grumpy, too, if I had to hold my cheek with my hand to keep the food from squirting out.
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