Smith was beginning to get angry. She had been walking for 30 minutes thinking about nothing but Mort. He was her worries. She couldn't be thinking about him. She's only going to the beach because of him. Why is he so captivating? Oh, how she wanted to know.
The wind began to pick up. The chilly air gave her small bumps all over her skin. Her thin tank-top and short skirt weren't helping keep her warm. She had to push on though. Her sanity depended on it.
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Cerita Pendek"...and even though the night was cold, she kept going, hoping for someone to catch her one day."
