Friday’s Page 69 ~ Dead and Loving It

Friday’s Page 69 ~ Dead and Loving It


“Dance, Jane?”
“I’d rather eat my own eyeballs,” she said moodily, not even looking to see who asked. Why was she going to her table, anyway? The reception wasn’t mandatory. Neither was the wedding. She’d just gone to be polite. And the time for that was done.

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