M. S. Spencer ~ Tale Spinner
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She picked up the end of the rope. “This is just about long enough.” “Long enough for what?” “To toss over the hook, hoist you up, and then drop you.” Goose bumps bristled on her arms. “You were supposed to die, Noah.”
Thursday, May 7, 2015
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Zelda strikes again--she takes on me and women who beg when they shouldn't. God help us all.
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