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39. Ready as I will ever be
I walked slowly to the docks after work. The temperatures were warming up and the sun was shining, though today, it didn’t bring me happiness. This meeting was anything but happy. There was a bench at the end of the dock, overlooking the bay. I sat down, watching boats slowly move through the water. I heard someone approaching from behind and taking a seat next to me on the bench. “The way the sun reflects on the water at this hour is a beautiful site. It reminds me of home,” Brody whispered. “I didn’t know someone like you could have real feelings.” He chuckled, “A job is a job, Brielle. We all have to make money to stay alive.” “We are already hunted. Why add to that?” “I was a tracker in my past life. Blessed by a witch, I have the ability to walk amongst humans, unde
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