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The one on Seth’s desk.
She was Seth’s wife.
“You can mind your own damn business from now on, okay?” was what she said.
“we found Dawn’s body early this morning.”
there was a turtle figurine
Yet now it’s somehow back on my desk.
“I want to talk to your manager.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I just checked with my manager, and he’s on another call, but he told me to let you know that we can’t make any exceptions to our policy. I’m afraid we can’t offer you a refund.”
I kept insisting I made twelve chocolate cupcakes, but Natalie would not step aside to let me into the bridal shower.
she said she didn’t understand why I was here in the first place because I’m not even friends with Kim.
It’s a ceramic turtle.
“Well, obviously you would.”
“You have. Remember how you and that friend of yours, Tara, used to… you know…”
“I know you, Natalie. I know what you can be like. Don’t you remember when…”
I want to reach through the phone and strangle him with my bare hands.
I even dusted the surfaces and scrubbed down my basketball-sized ceramic turtle.
I have a bottle of red wine, and we can each have a glass while we talk about the situation at work.
the doorbell just rang. That must be her! Wish me luck!
“Natalie Farrell.”
“You’re under arrest for the murder of Dawn Schiff.”
I can’t get enough of it.
That moment when the detective steps out of the crowd and tells Natalie she’s under arrest.
It had to look real.
“Did you see her get arrested?”
Natalie came up with a particularly nasty way to make fun of Mia.
Natalie and her best friend Tara Wilkes would mimic the answer in that same slurred voice.
Caleb.
Mia’s brother.
“It’s such a big coincidence, isn’t it? I mean, a girl the same age as you turns up at the exact same time…”
He keeps talking about what a strange coincidence it is.
But it’s not that...
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