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29 Aspen “This is a collect call from Holton Penitentiary. Do you accept charges from: What is wrong with your phone?” “I accept.” I kept my phone plugged into the charger on the bathroom counter, positioning it just the right way so the cord would slowly give it some juice, while Jesse continued to curl my hair. “Dude!” Clara screamed over the phone. “I forgive you for not answering. I’d be busy too after what I saw happen at the hunt when Alpha Ranger bowed at your freaking feet. Is this like official, official now? I wonder if he can bribe the courts to get me convalescent leave for the wedding.” “I’ll try to figure something out.” I smiled. Hearing her word vomit again was soothing. I hadn’t realized how much I missed it until I didn’t hear it every day. “But I don’t want to ask t

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