Nancy's parents didn't come home on Sunday night.
On Monday I went down to my place and started a major clean up. I swept all of the floors and then I brought more stuff out of the basement.
Nancy told me that her parents were complaining because I had that old manual typewriter of theirs. I didn't understand since it would just rust away in their basement otherwise.
Nancy thought that I broke the TV converter and that I should replace it. Just because it fell apart in my hands didn't mean that I broke it.
I was scheduled to go to the hospital tomorrow and hopefully they would take my walking cast off. That night when I got back to Nancy's place I couldn't stand the cracked plaster pinching me anymore and so I took the bottom of the cast off.
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