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Show 12 head of personnel said when Gram got her the transfer. "Especially in your case." So she missed the first day. Way to go! But the thing that depressed Dyna most right now was the idea of breaking vows. She couldn't even keep a promise to herself* Dyna sat up and rested her arms on her knees, intent on grinding a chunk of crumbling cement between her thumb and forefinger. With the extra money, they could make it until Gram's social security check arrived. But what about her true and solemn promises? How could she have sent them swirling down the sewer like so much crap? Dyna straightened, lifted her chin. Maynard Fletcher's is the last, the end. And this time 1^ mean it! "So help me God," Dyna said out loud, placing her hand over her heart. |
