We feared the worst when we saw the two men in dark suits walk up to Ned’s house in the middle of the day. So when Ned, who was probably about 10, burst out of his front door about an hour later, screaming, we were sure something was wrong.
“Cable,” he huffed and puffed, after running right toward us. “We’re going to get cable!”
“What?” we asked, sitting on our trick bikes and skateboards. “What is that?”
He didn’t really know, actually. All he knew was the next part.
“We’re getting Star Wars! On TV!”
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