Chapter 9

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We're in a tailback. We left this plane hours ago, and we're still in this tailback. It's starting to get darker, while we are still playing scrabble. "Dan, it's your turn!" I take a W, a L and a F and connect them to an O on the board. "Those were my last cards." Woody sighs in frustration. He's a bad loser. "I want revenge" he said. But depending on the situation outside I decide it's a better idea to act like I'm sick and stay in my bed, with all the curtains closed. Just another night of loneliness.

Short chapter sorryyyy

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