Chapter Twenty Nine

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Ava “Why red?” I asked mom as we looked through one of the dress shops off the boardwalk, flipping through the racks like I was flipping pages of a book. The one thing I hate is shopping and she knows it. I would rather just get in, get out and be done or shop online. Not this. I took my phone out and seen it was pushing around three, groaning. I just wanted to go back and relax. I just...I didn't feel good, like not at all. My head hurt, my stomach was in knots and I felt extra tired. Maybe it was the heat? It's different here than it is back home. I really need some water. Arriving earlier today tired me out and I’m not talking about the plane ride. The one thing I love about Austin’s company plane is that it’s essentially a bigger, private plane that comes with all the bells and whis

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