Garden furniture

The chairs and table were at the edge of the garden yesterday but this morning…

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Abel: They’re gone!

Beatrice: What’re gone?

Abel: The garden chairs.

Beatrice: Oh my god. Where have they been taken? I bet it was them. Those…

Abel: I see them. Look, there. In the water.

Beatrice: And smashed. Vandals.

Abel: Goths.

Beatrice: New Zealanders.