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#48
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TannerSaunders
nostalgic
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Picking up the bag and Jacket, Tanner held them. The coat felt warm on his arm, the urge to hug it to him and push away the cold was strong, but he didn't. The bag he slipped on his shoulder. Who had been lurking around Nikko's home and why?
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
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Posted 12-03-2013, 09:37 PM
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