Zoey

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And as we always did, we rolled toward each other, breaking the Iris-message as we came together, but in the mist and the last flecks of light, I thought I could smell her presence, and feel the warmth of her hug. Honestly, that was enough to make me believe anything was possible. Except homework. I fell asleep almost immediately. And for once, I had pleasant dreams.
The Chalice of the Gods (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, #6)
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