They race their toy cars down a grassy slope. Again and again, tussocks of grass stop the cars dead, stalling the game. Eventually the boy, frustrated, kicks his toy, which flies unnaturally to the pavement. He claps his hands and bounces down the slope to fetch it. He wins, deaf to his little sister’s cries.
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