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“Get up” I tap Lindsay, voice soft. “Gemini, rise.” “Five more minutes.” She moans, rolling over, and her..

“Lizzy!” Lin waves her hand in front of my face. “Hey, Lizzy!” I blink a few times before reality settles in. &ldquo..

“Hey, Shame, let’s meet Thursday.” I jerk the car sharply onto the next street, my tires screeching. “Something come u..

“Lizzy…” I whimper, and try to get free of my shackles. Glancing around, I notice the sound of a gun shot. There’s L..

Lin rests on my lap in the back of Pryor’s car. We drive in silence as he makes our way back to the house. I keep my lullaby as I stroke Li..

“I hate your plans!” Lin screams as the Gatling gun ripples through the house once more. “Just get to the garage!” I sh..

Lemme make you think. Lemme dazzle you with knowledge only I may look upon and know exactly what the world asks...

And for some reason I waste sleep over the fact that I can’t stop thinking about it. Never had I thought that this day would come.They just won..

Mother the light of my life, right from my birth, You made me showed me, my value and my worth. Mother alike an Angel, so much love ..

“The bid starts at four thousand.” Sgt. Sargo talked amongst the small group. His eyes fell upon Ed Albert, the Auctioneer. “What d..