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Thick mud oozed through the window sill while Joey slept. The palm trees danced in the heavy air...
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Frank was snoring. Carla might have prodded him to stop, but she knew she would not be falling...
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Nobody really believes in haunted dolls. Least of all me—after all, I got paid to ghostwrite...
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