Florence's heart pounds in his chest, a wave of panic washing over him. He stares at Mr.Flint his eyes wide and pleading. "No, sir, I wasn't," he whispers, his voice barely audible. "I was just checking the orange." Ignoring Florence, Mr.Flint continues, "Don't try to lie to me, you freak. I saw you try to slip it into your pocket." Florence shakes his head vigorously, his eyes welling up with tears. "I swear, I wasn't." He bites his lip, trying to hold back the sobs that threaten to escape.
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