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29975	Leahy, Tom	One Martian Afternoon			.txt	text/plain	2114	220	96	"Marilou, you _are_ a little tyrant!" Aunt Twylee laughed. "Watcha' doin', Aunt Twylee?" Marilou asked, getting up from her frog you like a little cool apple juice, Marilou?" and withdrew an Earth-made bottle filled with Martian apple juice. "Here, dear." Aunt Twylee handed her a glass of the icy liquid. The little girl watched the old Martian as she lit the oven and gathered "Aunt Twylee--is it true what my daddy says "Yes, that's it--killed babies," Marilou said, and took an apple from "Marilou!" Aunt Twylee exclaimed as she looked over her glasses. "Do your parents know where you are, child?" Aunt Twylee asked, as she "The boys?" Aunt Twylee stopped her work and looked at the little girl. stove," Aunt Twylee said, and laughed. "Gracious," said Aunt Twylee as she speared scraps of dough with the Aunt Twylee opened the oven and peeked in at the cobbler. "'Course I do, Aunt Twylee," she said.	./cache/29975.txt	./txt/29975.txt