Segment 11.7

One after the other, every pencil in the room scraped across its respective desk along the length of a t-square.
“Darn,” someone snarled.
Bobbi drifted to the side of the snarling student. His eyes remained trained on the paper where he shifted the head of the square around to bring it flush to the side for [...]

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Segment 11.6

The lunch call had gone out minutes ago and had been repeated. Now the steaming bowls graced the table and there had been time for PePé to settle in his seat, say grace twice, and cross himself. Angel watched from across the table, his chin resting against his interlaced fingers.
“Shall I go call [...]

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Segment 11.5

It all smelled so appetizing…sizzling ground beef stewing in a tortilla, softening shreds of cheddar and soaking in chunky salsa. The burrito could barely fit in two hands.
“You want one,” Sam predicted.
“No,” Dinah grumbled, turning her attention to the opposite side of the squad car. “My stomach is blitzed. You took my appetite away [...]

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Segment 11.4

The smile just fought its way back onto her face. Even when she tamped it down, her eyes lit up. “Guess what?” Sugar squeaked. “I got a job.”
Bertie answered her with a hearty burp, excused himself, and said, “On the way to the ladies’ room? How much of a genius are you? Way to go.”
The [...]

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Segment 11.3

Maybe it was the scent of the coconut oil or the glare of the sun, but more likely it was the sight of all that flesh barely contained by tiny strips of cloth going by the term “bathing suit” that caused Jamie to lose his focus. Petra restarted him from a dead stop several times [...]

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Segment 11.2

Something about the idea of those tattooed hands digging through the pockets of an expensive designer suit gave pause but it was too late. She had his jacket gripped in her colorful paws and her hand out with the ticket. Atticus froze, afraid to give up a chance to return the suit to his loving [...]

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