Dear Shay,
I don't believe in luck. Or superstitions, like the ladder thing. Or the mirror smashing thing. That one is absolute bullshit. But I do believe in the three sisters: Fate, Destiny and the bitchiest of all, KARMA. Oh, that one gives me the creeps. But I digress.
We all have secrets to hide, Shay. Am I right, or am I right? Once that skeleton falls out of the closet, all hell is let loose. Things are going south quickly after that.
I don't have much to say, Shay.
Yours always,
Kimmy K.
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