Broken Angel (Part 6, page 1 of 3)


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Part 6

I go back downstairs after a shower, and the air is filled with different kinds of foods. Just like meatloaf, pasta, and vegetables. “Ummm, Grandma, what are you making?” I ask. “You’ll see. It is your favorite.” She says showing me out of the kitchen.

That is when I remember that I need to call Dwayne back. So I head up to my room, traveling through what seems to be a time portal. Because it is taking forever to get there. I didn’t realize until now how many stairs this house had.

I pull my phone out of my bag and realize that it is three minutes away from midnight. So as fast as I can I call him.

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