Charlene (Char)🍁☕️📚

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She remembered her torn undergarments on the front seat. Better pick them up. Stepping around the end of the car, she saw that the rear door jutted out an inch. Its lock button stood high. "My God," Lacey said. She covered her mouth, and staggered backward.
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