"Hey, what's in the bag? A dead rat!" I asked him and tried to take a peek inside it, but then he quickly hid it, behind his back.

"Nothing, Carol, just old stuff. Nothing interesting!" He hurried to say.

"Hey, come on now, Jimmy!" I said, "I don't think that it's just old stuff in there. Hey, we're in a garage, full with old stuff and I haven't seen you get so worked up over that. So give me the bag, will you."

"No way, Carol!" He said and grabbed the bag and held it hard with both his hands.

"Okay, but I want to look in the bag!" I said, filled with curiosity I started to struggle with him to get the bag.