[Sheryl reaches forward to grab the far end of the pumpkin, bending over it.] Okay, on three, I'll pull and you push. One, two, three--
[She grits her teeth and exhales, digging her fingers into the hard shell of the pumpkin and straightening up. It's heavy, but between the two of them, the pumpkin raises onto its side!]
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[She grits her teeth and exhales, digging her fingers into the hard shell of the pumpkin and straightening up. It's heavy, but between the two of them, the pumpkin raises onto its side!]