Where the Dead go to Die
“Well. Right then, sweetheart. Just wave your magic wand and whisk me through this big old fence of yours. That, or get that delightful mother of yours to come my way and let me in.”
Lucette drew Miss Natalia into a hug, squeezing an elongated dog-toy cry from the doll. “I want to, but I’m not allowed to let anyone in. Those are the rules.”
Sally knelt down against the pavement, stretching the elasticity of her lycra tights to their limit, and placed the Tupperware container on the cement. Now at eye level, she leaned forward, gripping the bars for balance. “Oh, is that so?”
“Uh-huh.”
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