Finished Folds (41—45)

• 4
  They walked in, Colin glancing at the old photos tacked onto the walls behind the inn's check-in desk. A man sat there, picking something out of his dirty teeth as Tilda asked if

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  ht? and dammit if I see a stain, you can bet I'll be a mad son of a gun, see?" her smiled at the nod he received. " Good, good. I think we're gonna be fast friends, yeah? right!"

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  gonna make you a dime, and none of your hippie friends are gonna make a difference either, they keep smokin' that weed and talkin' bout--" but that was always when I kind of tuned

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  Uncle Mike was out on the porch watching the treeline leading into the forest, his gun laying lax in his lap. Granny too peered into the obscurity of the wood, as the small boy

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  " Remember me? Juliana, from high school." " Gah! Frig! You touched me!" he exclaimed at the ghost, who looked down at her ethereal form and asked, " Yes, and what of it? Trevor,

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