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By the Lake

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"Cassia, come quick" Amber's voice was firm and demanding. I spun to look at her. "What is going on?" I asked as I followed her up to the house. She ignored me and continued to run. I sighed. "Tell me what's happening." I said becoming worried. "Cassia..." Her voice trailed off. I raised my eyebrows. "They...they found a body."All Rights Reserved

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