Six unedited sentences from the upcoming Part Four of You Will Find Your Way
Giselle narrows her eyes, “What’s wrong with your arm?”
“Nothing,” Dallas snaps, drops her hand and squeezes her fingers into a fist. “It’s fine. I’m fine.”
“Say that a few hundred more times and I might think you’re not full of it.”
For a second, Dallas sees red again, so she breathes deep and counts ten cracks in the walls, finally pushes away from the couch, “Anything else I need to know, or can it wait until tomorrow?”
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