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"Fine, let me ask you another question, Ms. Patterson. During your employment at Sintery Enterprises, did Mrs. Moore act strange the night of April 1st of 1978?

"Other than her usual weird behavior? She seemed troubled like she had known something, and she didn't know what to do with it." Doris replied.

"Could you elaborate more on that, please?" Doris looked nervous, probably because she wasn't in the office. Too busy sucking face with the new interns.

"Earlier, about 10 minutes before her breakdown, she got a call. She's been receiving them since her...accident." 

"She always said a certain location and hung up. She didn't want us to hear. My friend and I did some... investigating. We found the location she would disclose led to an old payphone. It was about ten blocks from the office." Doris continued, staring my way. Nosey rat.

"Go on." Kenny paced, eagerly waiting for the incriminating answer.

"That night, she received a call again, but she didn't leave this time. My fellow intern and I were uh-chatting when we heard the conversation." Doris replied, looking not at us but the bitter old hag behind us.

"She seemed angry. At one point, she screamed out the name Lori."

"Do you believe this could've been the victim?"

"Objection, your honor, leading question.", James said, tapping his leg, anxiously waiting for his turn.
"Sustained."

"Let me re-phrase. Who do you think Mrs. Moore was talking to on the phone?"

"I believe she was speaking to Lori Drew." Doris was staring intently at Mrs. Drew, looking for approval.All Rights Reserved

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My Missing ribs by Bae_dip_Softie

Immediately Judeson drove inside the resident of Mr Stanley with a red Range over car, so as Celestina's taxi dropped her at the gate. She wore a trouser which obviously sharpened the shape of her round buttocks. Her breast in a brown top was something one cannot write home about. She pushed the gate open and hurried into the sittingroom where Mr and Mrs Stanley were already telling Judeson the current situation. "I don't believe Steve is dead" Mr Stanley began sitting on a cushion. Just then, Celestina entered hearing the word 'dead'. "Dead?" she said removing her hand bag slowly, so all looked at her even Judeson. "No, Steve is not dead, i believe he's only missing" Mr Stanley said. "Why? And what happened?" Celestina slowly moved to Mrs Stanley and sat beside her. "Steve's airplane crashed before it crossed our territory" "Jeez!" Judeson exclaimed folding his hands while Celestina began to cry immediately. In the process, Mrs Stanley drew her closer to her chest. "My son is not dead" she also said in tears. "You mean his body couldn't be found either dead or alive?" Judeson asked. "Yes, that's why we concluded that he's only missing" Mr Stanley replied bitterly.

Second (The Ames Sisters Book 2) [complete] by WereGirl007

I don't know what the hell is happening. One day I am happy go lucky, and the next everywhere I turn dead people are turning up. And they all want me to say something to someone close by and I do the only logical thing. I run. It isn't fair. My older sister is the witch of love, she can charm anyone with a simple touch. My baby sister is the witch of wisdom and she is starting to just know things out of no where. But now I have dead people, and worst of all, I have my unknown mates, first mate. And she is trying to make me change and be just right for him. So I go and see Clarissa, she is the elder witch my sisters and I have talked with about us. And apparently I can see through the second plain. I can speak with the dead, like Ghost Whisperer and A Medium. ~~~~~~Excerpt~~~~~~ "You can see me!" She said and her face turned ecstatic and I blinked and shook my head. "No, please, I need you to tell my mother that I didn't mean to do do this to myself." I took a hard gulp and met the young girls eye. "Please. It is killing her." She begged and tried to grab my hand but it went through me. "Fine, which one is she?" I asked looking around the restaurant. "The one at the front desk... her name is Maria." She said following me as I walked back towards the front. "A? Where are you going?" Ivory asked and I just held up my hand. "Hi, are you Maria?" I asked and saw the girl nod. "Yes, how can I help you?" She asked with what I can tell was a fake smile. "I know this is going to sound crazy... but your daughter is here." "Mina." The dead girl piped in and I looked over at her. "My daughter is at school." She said and looked around where I had glanced. "Mina is here... I can speak to the dead, she wants me to tell you something."

Corruption (Editing) by MoTalez

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Immediately Judeson drove inside the resident of Mr Stanley with a red Range over car, so as Celestina's taxi dropped her at the gate. She wore a trouser which obviously sharpened the shape of her round buttocks. Her breast in a brown top was something one cannot write home about. She pushed the gate open and hurried into the sittingroom where Mr and Mrs Stanley were already telling Judeson the current situation. "I don't believe Steve is dead" Mr Stanley began sitting on a cushion. Just then, Celestina entered hearing the word 'dead'. "Dead?" she said removing her hand bag slowly, so all looked at her even Judeson. "No, Steve is not dead, i believe he's only missing" Mr Stanley said. "Why? And what happened?" Celestina slowly moved to Mrs Stanley and sat beside her. "Steve's airplane crashed before it crossed our territory" "Jeez!" Judeson exclaimed folding his hands while Celestina began to cry immediately. In the process, Mrs Stanley drew her closer to her chest. "My son is not dead" she also said in tears. "You mean his body couldn't be found either dead or alive?" Judeson asked. "Yes, that's why we concluded that he's only missing" Mr Stanley replied bitterly.