a life that can’t be replicated Ch 9

9. 9. 

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Ashley found my house again. 

My grandpa was watering the flowers, and 

smiled at her: 

“Are you Ashley’s friend? Just wait, I’ll go get 

her!” 

My grandpa went inside, and left us alone. 

Ashley squinted: 

“Oh, the old guy is still alive.” 

I clenched my fists in my pocket. 

“Come with me. You want to know where I 

went?” 

I took her down the alley. 

There are no cameras here.