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I know what I'm doing is ruining lives.1
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I've killed hundreds of men in my life1
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“I went back to school today,” Katie announced as she wiped an invisible speck of dust off of well shredded jeans. The psychiatrist nodded
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Nate was watching the news when Callie woke up in the early hours of the morning. “How long was I down for?” she asked before her inner clock told her.1
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Nate watched the younger girl tenderly as she slept, blonde hair falling across her face and fluttering lightly in the breeze from the partly open window. She’d grown an inch in the month since he’d last seen her, and she lo
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Katie didn’t pick up the phone the first time it rang. She almost let it go the second time, but she changed her mind at the last second, picking it up on the last ring.1
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Shawn waited until they were out of sight before picking up the phone. “Liz,” he said when the woman picked up. “You owe me an explanation.”1
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Joel and Maggie had to make up an assignment for biology during the lunch hour. Callie tagged along, munching on some crackers as she walk
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Shawn waited until they were out of sight before picking up the phone. “Liz,” he said when the woman picked up. “You owe me an explanatio
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Katie went back up to her room to find Rob pacing it. “They’re having an argument,” Rob told her. “They’re having an argument and the twi
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Katie Fenwick had been woken from a dead sleep to the sound of police sirens. The taste of fear had coated the back of her throat when she noticed the eerie dance of red and blue on her walls.1
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“Meghan,” he said when he got home that night. His oldest sister was lying across the couch, reading a book. “Can I use your laptop?”1
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She dragged Ezra out of bed to drive her to school early. “I have to meet up with some classmates for a project we’re presenting later. I forgot to mention it last night,” she lied.1
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Callie left for her run at the same hour as always that morning. Nothing indicated that there was anything amiss, though the back of her neck prickled momentarily as she set away from the big brick building that housed her h
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Katie took a deep breath before marching into the kitchen, where Rob and the twins sat eating breakfast and her parents were standing at the counter, reading the mail.1
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Callie met up with Nate after the service ended. He was standing with a bunch of his friends from the choir, but laughed when he saw her. “Callie my dear,” he said, grabbing her up and twirling her around, “you come from a
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Callie was running home from her usual Sunday morning jog around Teddy Roosevelt Island, making her way back to Key Bridge and D.C. when a
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Rob’s face was unreadable as he knocked on the open door of Katie’s room. She glanced up from a picture she was holding, wiping away the t
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The chapters in Becoming Calypso are actually divided into smaller segments, ususally four or five parts totalling around 3,000 words.1
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My throat was parched, my eyes hurt and I knew that I should have bought sunglasses back at the last gas station. The girl who perched on the Dumpster, catching the sun, laughed at my appearance.1
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Sofia sat, bored, as the other kids ran circles around the house. She was keeping an eye on the youngest, a one year old with a mind of her own who was trying to climb the stairs. The adults were all laughing and chatting.
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She took the stage, bowing her head a little and acknowledging the people around her. She hadn’t practiced enough. She’d sound like crap, she’d look like crap on that stage in front of her peers. But it didn’t matter. She
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She was seven, he was eleven, and his grin was lit with mischief. They looked like brother and sister, but their blood was more diluted than that. He held up the green bottle and passed it over.1
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When Mikey’s mommy said, “what do you want, a brother or sister?” all she got in response was a blank look. How was Mikey supposed to know? He said sister later, because he actually knew that word. TT and Katie were sister
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“Maggie’s a funny person,” he said some time later, as they sat. “She never asked for fame, but she’s had it from her youth. The Gilmore
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It didn’t take much skill to escape her room. There was a balcony there, and if you swung over it and hung from the railing then slid down
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Dr. Blaise recognized the set of her patients’ faces when she looked out into the waiting room. Both were twisted with fury, tongues bitte
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Between the silent runner and the sail, it was no wonder her thoughts weren’t on her lunch later that day, when she finally sat down to lun
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Callie couldn’t get the sail and the questions it had brought with it out of her head. She was glad of that, though. Those questions had
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Sunday dawned bright and clear. The November air was chilly, but the kids felt warm in jeans and sweatshirts.1
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“We need to do something fun for our last day with Callie,” Nate decided the last Friday of their two weeks together. He was speaking to T
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The psychiatrist waited patiently, knowing Katie would begin speaking eventually. Katie mistrusted her doctor, but she always spoke at these appointments. She knew that keeping everything bottled up was not helpful, so she
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