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Chapter 12
Vincent I couldn’t figure out where else to go besides Pop’s. When I got there he hit me with his cane a few times, thinking I was an intruder. After he stopped hitting me he finally asked me what was going on. I told him and he hit me again with his cane. “What was that for?” “You just left. Did Claire follow you?” “She followed me outside, but I left by myself” “And you don’t think there was any way that she left after you?” My heart sank. I didn’t even think about that. I pulled out my phone and called her, but it just went to voicemail. “She’s not answering” I was panicking. I grabbed my keys and left. Where the hell could she be? I was driving around stopping at every park and place we used to hang out at. It’d been years since we’ve actually been to these places together
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