The Bright Side

(Emily snatches the scythe from Dee's hand.)
Dee: Don't cut her!
(Emily snips the skipping rope away with the tip of the scythe; the girl gasps for breath.)
Emily: There you go... there there... it's off now...
(The girl sinks onto the chair, sobbing, and Emily kneels beside her.)
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Alt text: ;_;