night,â I said, hanging up.
My hand trembled as I laid the phone back on the nightstand. Tears flowed down my cheeks, and I did nothing to stop them, merely pressed my face into my pillow.
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Astraea Press
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Pure. Fiction.
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www.astraeapress.com
My hand trembled as I laid the phone back on the nightstand. Tears flowed down my cheeks, and I did nothing to stop them, merely pressed my face into my pillow.
Â
Astraea Press
Â
Pure. Fiction.
Â
www.astraeapress.com
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