"'The girl's name's Tina something and she'll come up to about your knee.'
'Echt,' Avril said, looking at something on a printout.
Hal looked at her while she chewed. 'You don't like her already?'
'Tina Echt, Pawtucket. Father apparently some sort of unleavened baker, mother a public relations person for the Red Sox A.A.A. baseball there.'
Hal had to wipe his chin as he smiled. 'Triple-A. Not A.A.A.'"
(related: Squiggy Story)
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