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Camille Preaker ([personal profile] scrapdraught) wrote in [personal profile] turbulency 2024-07-17 03:58 am (UTC)

[She grimaces.

If I had a nickel...]


You mean nothing? Because that's what I got. [She blows out a breath, irritated. Hurt, even. By who, she can't say. Did she just fail to pass muster to their great beyond?] One minute I was being murdered and the next I woke up on a ferris wheel with an ice cream cone.

I don't know what those letters are talking about. I didn't see anyone. I didn't go anywhere.

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