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“...get inside!” Marie said happily as her fist clenched around the key. She quickly ran back the way she had come, and hopped onto her porch from the side. While she desperately wanted to avoid being seen, she had a heavy desire to get inside her house that trumped her modesty. Without as much as a glance towards the street, she began unlocking her door.

Just as she was ready to turn the knob and get inside, she looked behind her at the morning paper laying in the front yard. She suddenly felt angry, defiant even towards the object that had resulted in her trouble. “I can’t go inside without the paper! It’s what I came out here for in the first place!” Marie thought confidently to herself as she turned towards the front yard.

The distance in question wasn’t long at all, barely twenty yards between the front porch and the paper. But Marie knew there wouldn’t be any way to cover herself if someone came down the street at that exact time. She gulped, and sprinted towards the paper in question.