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The man in the salmon corduroys hits redial on his iPhone for the fourth time. He circles the closing gap between me and the woman with the two kids in…
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I. “Focus, Molly!” sniped Chelsea. “How far along are you?” Molly’s head was thicker than the two inches of protective glass between them. In the…
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“Dang it, Ralph, hurry up!” Ladybug lifted her eyes from the 180th page of Runaway Ralph to see Roundtree Johnson’s fists bang against the door. He…
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“Is this a Black History Month thing?” the redhead inquired about the skull covering Renee’s skull. The redhead’s ice-blue eyes cut under her woven pink…
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