8. Michelle-2

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“Okay, boss,” Cam said, grabbing her cellphone. She picked it up and handed it to Michelle. “Mind putting this on charge out in the kitchen?” “Of course. Now go on with you.” * * * Michelle turned off the burner and set the pan with their omelets off to the side as Cam shuffled into the kitchen with Merlin padding along ahead of her. “Feel a little better?” Michelle said, noting her friend was barefoot and wearing a T-shirt and a pair of tattered jeans. Cam ran her fingers through her damp hair that hung limp and straggling on her shoulders. “Some.” Michelle pulled a couple plates down and dished out their dinner as Cam stepped beside her. “Smells good,” Cam said. “That bacon I see?” “Yeah, and some red peppers and cheese and some seasonings. Go sit.” Cam looked her square in the e

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