Sha-keh-ree

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The shovel awkwardly sticks out of the hastily formed hill of dirt beside me, and Mom lies at the bottom of the ragged hole at my feet, wrapped in her bedsheet, waiting to be buried.
Sha-keh-ree
Say what now??!
Fleeing Fate (Hidden Omegas, #1)
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