TOXIC LOVE
“Or it'll never get watched.”
“Fine,” I pouted, remembering the game. I felt like I had multiple personalities. A double life – the NY Sandra and the California Samdra. Yet, the California Sandra had two, maybe three different Sandra's rolled into it. The friend Sandra, the game Sandra and then... Maybe a Jack Sandra.
I wish I knew what Sandra I really was.
“What movie is it?”
Jack wrinkled his nose. “Uh, good question.”
I laughed, and he pulled a box out from under his bed. “Chances are, most of these belong to Maggie, so there could be anything in here.”
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