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... he had shown up not alone… yet not with Vim, or anyone I had known.
Turns out, no one had known the stranger.
The source of this c𝐨ntent is freeweɓnovēl.coɱ.
“It’s Wool,” Fly said softly.
“Wool?” I perked up a little, to stare around the corner of the church building. Fly and I were hiding behind it, the both of us staring at the small crowd near the house. They’d been talking for awhile, but the crowd was now smaller. And not just because of those who had left the ...
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