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Chapter 86 - Too Fast

Author: SC Vale
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-28 07:39:28

The tablet had forty-three games on it and none of them were good anymore.

Ivy had played the matching game twice and the building game until she ran out of pieces. The word game gave her a word she didn't know so she decided the game had made it up. She watched the dark go past the window for a while, then counted the white lines on the road until she lost track somewhere around two hundred.

The adults were talking in the front. They had been talking since before she fell asleep and they were
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