When Bullets Fly
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"Ugh!" Elora grunted, as she laid into the sandbag in front of her, the sheer frustration coming out in waves. There had always been something between them. Something electric that she thought was just in her mind.
"You know, I can provide you with my congressman headshot to tape onto that, if it would help." His gruff voice sounded from the doorway.
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