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The Key to Cody
A few hours later, Candy surprised me with a warm shower. The only intact facility like that in the whole town, from what she said.
"There's a hidden tank on the roof that I painted black to absorb sunlight," she explained. "There's not a lot of water, but at least it's warm. To conserve, we should share the facilities.
She was determined not to let me go any sooner than necessary, but she had a good point.
After the heat chased away the shivers from the broken windows, I quickly dressed, mentally reviewing my plan. I was about to leave the bathroom when I noticed something out of place. A bottle on the counter... nearly full of pills. I picked it up and looked at it, feeling a hint of dread. "Candy? What's this?"
She raised her eyebrows, shooting me a look of exasperati
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