Where the Dead go to Die
“Hello, sweetheart. It’s Sally here.”
“I know,” the girl said, hands behind her back, swinging her shoulders from side to side. “I’ve got Miss Natalia here with me.” Lucette revealed the limp Raggedy Ann doll.
“I see,” Sally said. “How about you let me in, and you, me, and Miss Natalia there can have a tea party. Would you like that?”
“Uh-huh. Sure would.”
“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.”
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