FABLE
“And I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. No one else knows where you are.”
“Good,” says Kitty, acknowledging me for the first time. “It needs to stay that way.”
She focuses her attention on her pancakes again, slicing them up with quick, precise movements. Even her manicure looks expensive – long, perfectly filed nails that look like they’re covered in a thin sheet of actual mirror – more reflective than you could achieve with only silver nail polish. They must be stick-ons or something. A row of cute rose gold rings are stacked on the middle finger of her left hand, linked by a delicate twisting chain. Even with her makeup all smudged, she's like rock royalty. She could easily be gracin
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