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Aunt Prue was holding one of the squirrels in her hand, while it sucked ferociously on the end of the dropper. ‘And once a day, we have ta clean their little private parts with a Q-tip, so they’ll learn ta clean themselves.’ That was a visual I didn’t need. ‘How could you possibly know that?’ ‘We looked it up on the E-nternet.’ Aunt Mercy smiled proudly. I couldn’t imagine how my aunts knew anything about the Internet. The Sisters didn’t even own a toaster oven. ‘How did you get on the Internet?’ ‘Thelma took us ta the library and Miss Marian helped us. They have computers over there. Did you know that?
