Fiction Saturday

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"Good morning, sunshine!" Ellie sang out, dropping her keys on the table. "How are you this morning, Kayla?"Inwardly, I groaned. So much perkiness was a little too much this early in the morning. Aloud I answered, "Okay, I guess. My head still hurts, and my ankle swelled up last night, but I'm doing better than… Continue reading ๐•€ ๐”ธ๐•ž ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ค

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