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Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Flash Fiction: 27 Words
Lavender waited. Kai came back, alone.
"Jade?!" Lavender cried.
"She... I couldn't ..." Kai murmured.
Tears streaked down her face. "I can't believe I trusted you!" Lavender turned, and ran.
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