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Landon for Quinn.” I unclip my walkie and press the button on the side. “Go for Quinn.” “I’ve got a fire-breathing dragon who needs slaying in the amphitheater.”
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I pull it out, the screen displaying a picture of me and a fellow short blonde woman who looks similar to me but with far more lines on her face. My mom defies aging, which gives me hope for the future. In the picture, we’re both hugging Buzzy the Bear.

