Sam Chardin some Fiction
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and Julie always knew exactly what I was looking at and had the mouth toe. Let me know about it, too. Hey, pop your eyeballs back in your head, will you? You're starting to drool, G Wiz. Butch, What the ****'s wrong with the steering? I got me a busted shocking a bench room on the left front, and it's just about finished off the damn tie. Rod end. He fished a cigarette out of his pocket and calmly lit up just to show me it was nothing to worry about. You know, Come to think of it, that cigarette lighter was about the only thing in the whole damn dashboard. The worked. Anyhow, we're flying down this side street new work with everything wobbling and shaking so bad you couldn't hardly focus. And I had to swallow a couple times before I finally got up the nerve to ask. Jeez, Butch isn't a sort of, you know, dangerous. Lizzie died last year. I miss her so much, but her family has taken their grief to a whole other level. They can't bear the pain of Lizzie being gone anymore. They want me to be her. And I have to pretend until the time is right to escape. But before I had a chance to see if he still live, Ah, hot and burning sensation along my spine caught my attention. Erin, I said. He glanced over at me. I think there's about to be a few more demons showing up.