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Forty Five - Aunt Elise
I woke up to an empty mattress and an empty house.
Sunlight streamed through the bedroom windows, warm and calm.I got up and got dressed, finding a note from Eric on the kitchen counter.
'Luna,
I went out to the forest early to work on my map. Call me if you need anything. Hope you slept well. Good luck with your aunt Elise today.E.'
I took the note and put it in my pocket, wishing I had woken up with him and we had gone to work on the map together.
For some reason I dreaded sitting through lunch with Aunt Elise, but I knew I had to go. I put on my jacket and checked my phone, finding messages from both Genevieve and Elise. I was to meet Aunt Elise at a café downtown for a brunch.
I walked slowly in the cold. I noticed that the town was slowly c
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