Sam Spindle: Page 7
A Jarring Time
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This didn’t sound good. I was just trying to be helpful and they didn’t want me. I’d already lowered the number of pests in their house. I considered running.
Nick came back with a glass. He put it over me, ruining my web in the process. He started to slide a piece of paper under the glass. I had to quickly get my legs out of the way so they weren’t hurt. Once he collected me he brought me outside. He released me on his front steps.
Nick said, “There you go little guy. Sorry, Jess is afraid of spiders.”