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LEAVING

Will manages to walk my bags with his down the stairs without much effort. His mood light considering the plan. And the damned car.  We were leaving, going back. And he was coming with me.

It had been hard to sleep last night. The boys thought the fire was started by whoever left me that note. But I hadn't been able to get Christophe's ghost smile out of my mind. He'd been quiet once the flame was put out. And so was John, whom had left to get our stuff from the other house. Will managed to sleep like the dead. Must be nice.

All our gear was now pilled in a black Jeep. And John had somehow managed to get the Pack a car of their own. It left me wondering, exactly, how deep my father's pockets ran.

I had always been well off growing up. Our house was nic

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