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Chapter 129
Katelina's wardrobe looked like someone who was out of touch with fashion had grabbed it in a hurry, which was exactly the case, so the following evening she and Jorick stopped at the local department store. She picked out some new clothes and pointed Jorick towards a white button up shirt that would make him look less like a cult leader or criminal. Both inferences aggravated him, though she noticed he bought it. With their suitcase packed, they headed towards Katelina's hometown. They drove for most of the night and, near dawn, checked into a shabby green motel. Katelina slumped inside. A strange sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu swept over her as she glanced around at the handful of worn furnishings. "This is lovely," she commented sarcastically. "Why can't we ever stay in a nice motel? Why is it al
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