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Zoey was sitting in the visitor’s space of prison, waiting for Andy. She needed to talk to him. She looked up when the guard brought him in. He gave her a faint smile, but she didn’t respond it.
“Hi” he alisema awkward.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner” Zoey said, while Andy sat down.
“Oh, no, don’t worry about it. I understand” Andy alisema quick. “I’m glad you’re here”
“I won’t be long” Zoey said. “I like the hair”
“Or what’s left of it” Andy replied. “How are you? How was the funeral? Did wewe talk to her parents?”
Zoey shook...
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