Finished Folds (161—170)
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3"Come fly with me, child, and I will show you all the wonderous sights there are to see." I was pondering on whether to go when Moonie opened the top drawer and pulled out
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8app poisoning. I had hoped it would at least slow him down, but the giant beast only seemed to draw power from the electronic device. How could it be stopped? What sort of
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2and the girl scout skipped inside. Her large bag of cookies swung freely on her back. "So what'll it be mister? I got all the good stuff. Fresh too." She handed him a clipboard.
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3began with her telling me how much she loved the late night newscast yesterday, but then she trailed off into some tangent about what she ate and how bad her diarrhea was after
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1blared to life in the darkness. The remaining humans would have to be disposed of. Of that he no longer had any doubts. But one thing stuck in his mind.
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3panther. Not the militant group, you understand, but the actual animal. A lithe panther stalking an urban jungle. Cops hate panthers, I hate cops. Simple logic really. But what I
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1if he would realize how exactly overweight I was. I had to find some way to hide my girth before it was too late. One shopping trip later I had at my disposal
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4I had known the truth. Papa's horse farm and all his horses. They weren't for riding. He kept and cared for them for one sole reason. Thinking back on it I can't believe I
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0share a smile as their eyes meet before silently embracing one another. The camera focuses on Charles's face, his eyes closed. He is clearly enjoying this special moment. Then
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3Her lips were as cold as her hands. He leaned close and caressed her blonde hair. It was streaked with dirt now. He wanted to cry, but no tears came. He was so sore from digging.