Abigail Mohn

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“Don’t go in,” Jet muttered darkly, warning her past self as she pulled out her keys and slotted them in the door. The Jet who was still alive, the one who had everything: all the time and all the laters she could ever want. Jet envied her, hated her a little. “Don’t go in.”
Not Quite Dead Yet
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