Morgan Wright

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“Goddammit, Liz,” I strangled out, breathing ragged, when I found her fast asleep on top of her sister’s grave. “Your mam is looking for you.” She wasn’t even dozing—no, she was in a deep sleep because she didn’t even twitch when I spoke.
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