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It ended up being too late to reach anyone when we finally left the basement. No one answered so Camael left a voicemail with my phone number and decided he would call back tomorrow. I went to my bedroom and left him to sleep in the basement. Spitefully, I enjoyed the fact he’d still be
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(Image by inarizoo at morguefile.com) With a container of left over stew and a box of strawberry cheesecake pie I headed for their front door. I slung my medical kit over my shoulder and my hand has just reached out to the door knob when Wyatt placed his hands on the door on either side
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(Image by DodgertonSkillhause on morguefile.com) I arrived at the Wattson’s ranch approximately twenty minutes later. I barely took the time to put the car in park before jumping out. Wyatt was waiting outside the house, as soon as he saw me he opened the door. Following behind him I asked, “What happened?” “Tractor accident.” Wattson
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