I Bled for Mom's Reality Show
I was the only one left, drifting in the freezing wind. Looking down at my lifeless body below, I felt nothing at all.
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The helicopter slowly lifted into the air, carrying the celebrating crowd toward the luxury camp at the foot of the mountain.
I was pulled along by some invisible force, drifting beside Harriet.
She leaned back against a leather seat. Sitting next to her was her boyfriend, the producer of this show, Timothy Lloyd.
Timothy held up an iPad, showing her the numbers, grinning from ear to ear.
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