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Writer's pictureCrystal Crawford

Chapter 8: Things Happen at Midnight

I made Grandpa a snack, idly chattering to him about school and my classes just to fill the awkward silence. He stared out the window as I spread jam on his toast, seeming in another world entirely.

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