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Chapter 68: The Call

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Chapter 68: The Call

Liora's POV

She called Nina back at six.

Zara was in the living room conducting what appeared to be a very serious meeting between Gerald the rabbit and three other stuffed animals she'd arranged in a circle on the floor. There was a sock involved. Liora had stopped trying to understand the sock.

She went to the kitchen.

Closed the door halfway.

Called Nina.

It rang once.

"FINALLY," Nina said. "I've been sitting on this since this morning do you know what that does to a per
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