Red Riding Hoodie

Red Riding Hoodie

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Hi. I know, Not exactly the most exciting greeting. But I don't really know any extravagant things to say, other than the fact my grandmother's lonely. My mom, ever so charitable as to offer up my time the day after my graduation, actually sent me to her house with a cooler full of her favorite foods and a bottle of mouthwash, straight through the creepy, wolf infested woods that surround her house. And she wonders why I don't visit.
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I had met her a few times when I was younger. I had never been close to her and until a couple of weeks ago I had completely forgotten about her. After a massive funeral, my mom announced she was going to be staying with us until graduation. There's something about her. The way she speaks, the way she walks, even the way she eats. My parents are smitten by her formalities and highly educated manners. I, on the other hand, am not impressed. There is no way my cousin Marty is the image of perfection everyone thinks she is and I'm going to figure out what she's hiding. SHORT STORY. ONE OF A TRILOGY MINISERIES BOOK ONE: MY COUSIN MARTY BOOK TWO: ALPHA MARTY BOOK THREE: MARTAK'S DAUGHTER

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