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Lottie Hall - Chapter IIICHAPTER IIILottie Hall - Chapter III
Internet cafes were such a blessing. You plugged your laptop in, ordered a coffee or whatever you felt like, and settled right in. I’d been meaning to get wireless in my home for a while, but I still had the flash-from-the-past version of Dial-up. Anyway. Dial-up and I have had a long, horrible, hateful relationship, and I keep meaning to sign the divorce, but haven’t gotten around to it. In the mean time, there’s always Wiggy’s Net Café, my secret lover. I clicked open Firefox, and typed in “shoulder to cry on” in Google. Immediately, a link came up, quite ingeniously. I
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Lottie Hall - Chapter IICHAPTER IILottie Hall - Chapter II
"It’s my wife.” Of course. He has a wife. I grimaced, as I walked over to the other side of my tiny apartment. Basement floor of a small apartment building. Not many people lived in this area, so everything was fairly cheap. And, seriously, what with the amount I got paid, cheap was good. “Well, not really my wife. An ex-wife.” Ooh, an ex, so he’s still free. Mentally checking off the things we’d need for our wedding, I mhmm’d into the phone, and sat down on my couch. I pulled out some red nail polish, and began refreshing the coat on my toes. My cases we
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Lottie Hall - Chapter ICHAPTER ILottie Hall - Chapter I
ShootshootshooooootohmyGodshooooot. I know what you’re thinking. Wonderful way to open, right? But, honestly, this wasn’t really how I’d planned to start things out. I had been planning to treat it like a date, keep it slow at the beginning, and get the action going on later. Heck, by this point, you were only supposed to know my name, and you don’t even know that yet! As you continue reading this, assuming you haven’t already burned it, you’ll realize that by this point, you should be complimenting me on my lovely hair, my beautiful shape, and whatever else happens on dates. Ye
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Yet to be Named - Chapter III“Where could she be?” “My baby!” “We need to send scouts out for her immediately!” “Poor poor darling!” “Quick, arrange the search group!” “My poor baby!” the queen wailed once more, before collapsing in a dead faint again. Gods. This was the fifth time this hour!Yet to be Named - Chapter III
Sovay clicked her tongue in impatience. No one here was even assessing the situation correctly. They were all too worried about who did it. Sovay surveyed the room. A few people had surrounded her mother, but most of them had just ignored her after a while. Her father was bumbling about,
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