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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.”
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Saturday, August 3, 2019
Spencer A Surfeit of Pills at Writers Who Kill
Come find me at Writers Who Kill today—I’m talking about The Pit & the Passion: Murder at the Ghost Hotel, and how much fun it is to describe quirky writers.
https://writerswhokill.blogspot.com/2019/08/a-surfeit-of-pills-by-m-s-spencer.html
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