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”I don’t want anything from you, Olivia...” It sounded assuring, "I am simply hear to guide you."
”...Those pieced have been broken, stomped on, and burned.” I assured her, ”The ashes of those pieces we’re flushed and then some gold fish ate it! Then a shark came and ate the gold...”
I rolled my eyes, “Fine, I’ll save the world or whatever!” But, I want a yellow cape.
He skeptically pushed the soap in my direction, “Are you ill?”
“Yeah...” I watched his tongue slide across the envelope. It was one of those moments I wished there was a slow motion button on life. And perhaps a glass of water to wash down the lump that was lodged in my throat. Did I just drool?
Dear God let me take that back!
So my mother really has gone mad. Fantastic.
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