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Violet, Interstellar Brides Processing Center, Earth
“Mindy, shut up.” My words were like a whip, but I didn’t care. I was so mad. So mad I could barely see straight, couldn’t even think clearly. How dare she talk about this ridiculous outpost and getting-it-on in an oasis with her man and how happy she was? I was waiting for little chipmunks and birds to flit and fly around her like in a Disney movie.
Mindy’s mouth fell open, then closed with a click of her teeth.
“What did we always say about telling each other where we are going?” I asked, getting back on target.
Mindy sniffed, but kept her gaze on mine. God, it was so good to be able to see her, to know she was fine. And now that I knew that, I wanted to slap her silly. I wasn’t violent by nature, but I was so furious at my twin
