I knew she was in despair over our shortage of food that day, and she was short-tempered.
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Mao's last dancer
She heard a tinny sound from the street, the plink-plink tones of an ice cream truck, although the ditty faded so quickly that she wondered if she had imagined it.
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Every Secret Thing
She leaned forward from the waist, so she was eye level with the wire baskets of bagels, and hit the glass with her index finger the way a kid plink-plink-pl inks the same key on a piano.
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Every Secret Thing
I watched as the bullets followed us, plink-plink-plink.
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Rogue Warrior
Shit, it was safer to bodysurf through an ambush than give the enemy a slow-moving target to plink at.
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Rogue Warrior