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Neil looked under the kitchen sink and found a stack of plastic ice cream pails. “I found them,” he called over his shoulder. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Jim demanded. “Get them out and pass them around. The berries are waiting.” Neil grabbed the buckets and stood up. Lynn