#Storyline #LiesAndOtherWickedWebs with @AfflictdEcstasy
[Nonna bent over to pull a tray of cookies from the oven. Her thick towel protecting her from the hot surface before she set them in the tall rack to cool completely before the final touches would be put on. I moved ~
~ the tiny windowless room they had called an office. I hurried to interrupt her exit with an arm thrown in the doorway at her height.]
Nonna, what aren’t you telling me?
[Her shoulders sagged and finally the truth came out. All I saw was red. Next thing I knew I was pulling ~
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~ my car up outside a nondescript building a baseball bat in hand. Nonna had given me a name I’d recognized and that was enough to bring me here. Yelling for @AfflictdEcstasy.]
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