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Chapter one hundred and twenty-three.

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"You remembered. I was thinking about you. I was wondering if you would burn down the room with that fiery ball of rage you try to keep hidden somewhere inside your chest. I wanted to tell you to consider the rest of us, we probably have nowhere to go if you run this house to the ground." Lee said. She rolled her eyes at him and he laughed.

"What are you? Some psychic?" Maria asked. They were walking back to her room. She was eager to try out the dresses she had found there. She had never gotten around wearing much girly clothes. Their father who was the older version of her brother, always high and unable to move a limb, died from an overdose. The landlord had moved their things out of the rat's nest they had always paid an inconsiderable amount of money for. He had left the one arm chair that he claimed that he had worn from a sale. Her father had broken into the house without the landlord's knowledge, sat on the armchair and wailed like a child. He then took out the drugs in hi
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