Cassidy Waggoner

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He hardly shrugged. Anger surged inside me, hot and clean. Perhaps I’ll kill myself and she can run the bakery, perhaps I’ll throw myself off the bridge or bake myself into a pie, what do you think? I said, in the same bright tone. He shrugged again and left the room.
Cursed Bread
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