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The Return of the Murderman, P.14

“Sarah, Sarah you alright?â€? This time it was Shane’s voice ringing in her ears. “Huh….what….oh sorry Shane!â€? She said picking up her fork and picking at her food not tempted even though it smelled amazing. “You were thinking about him again weren’t you?â€? Shane asked calmly, as he now began to pick at his own food, his mind now on other things. “No I….yes.â€? Her voice sounded defeated and she hated the fact that she kept thinking of him because it only made Shane
worry. “I’m sorry I just can’t help myself, when I see something that even gives me the slightest memory…well you know!â€? This time Shane looked at her with a look of pity, “no I don’t know, but I’m trying.â€? After that was said they were both silent, not a sound came from either of them as they both continued to pick at their full plates.

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