She grabbed the end and tugged.
It's stuck, she thought, she tugged again.
It didn't budge.
If I clear some of this other stuff it may come free.
She tried again.
It was no use.
"Ah that's the reason" she said
as she glared at the woman holding the other end of the sale dress.
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