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Before I could freak out or, I didn’t know, maybe turn tail and run, the double doors swung wide and I saw my father was stomping purposefully toward me. At the same time, an orchestra struck up pounding a dramatic swell of music as beyond my father I saw what looked like the enormous sanctuary of a church filled to bursting with people, all of whom were standing and turning to me. Nope, it wasn’t an oh shit moment. It was an oh fuck moment.
Wildest Dreams (Fantasyland, #1)
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