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Blog Post #76: Dead Man’s Friend

A corridor door slammed shut, and everyone jerked, spun toward the corridor, and gazed. No one walked by.

Lona slipped into a closet and snatched a door shut. “Lona?” a voice said. “Have you arrived home?”

Victoria dashed across a bedroom, snatched Molly’s arm, and dragged her into a hallway. “How many girls did you tell?”

Juniper studied a paper and then marked it, and Jolla glanced at the mark and chuckled. “At last,” Jolla

Gaye steered into a parking lot and then screeched beside a van. She threw her station wagon into ‘park’, kicked