Sarah Ziemann

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know how I feel about her, but I just couldn’t risk it. I was already drowning in debt. I didn’t need unpaid bills with interest on top. Plus, she offered to pay for the entire thing and took care of it herself, so that was a bonus. Here, let’s go this way.” She stops, pointing behind the barn. “I think that’s where I heard the noise coming from.” I follow her, frowning. I believe my views about her verbal diarrhea have changed. “So you got your mail redirected to New Jersey,” I say, controlling the level of interest apparent in my voice. “Yeah. Living in the middle of nowhere is bad for mail, ...more
In the Unlikely Event
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