Dragging me along

Dragging me along

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When Alison turned 16, Gwen and she made a promise to ever be together and let no one, even death, part them. Years later Alison is dead and Gwen finds herself running away from her friend's memory, and also a promise. Gwen has a secret that is better left unknown, it was actually Alison's secret. She took it with her to the grave. But what happens if someone opens the grave? A secret is no longer a secret if two persons know it, but it should be fine if one of them is dead - if she is actually dead. A promise is something you should respect and once made, you can't escape it. "Everything I do and say, has consequences and I need to take them." All rights reserved.
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