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"Oh, I'll turn it in later when I finish studying it. Anyway, if something catches your eye, let me know. I'm counting on you, Marge."
She thins her lips, nodding in my direction.
"All right, Nev," she says, exhaling a deep breath. "See you in a bit."
As I bite onto a strip of bacon, the doorbell chimes and I get up from the kitchen seat to check who it is at the door. I walk to the front door and unlock it slowly, and I come face to face with Amelia. Amelia's eyes look startled and apologetic, and dark circles line the pearly dark eyes underneath. I look for anything else on the porch that someone might have left, but nothing seems out of the ordinary.
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