The Contract. {H•S}

The Contract. {H•S}

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"I won't be able to see my parents?" Elizabeth's eyes were fixated on the small globe on my fathers desk. "I'm afraid not, you will have to come up with an excuse, something to draw their suspicion." I could see the tears gathering around her dough eyes, I can't say I feel bad for her, she got herself into this mess. "Eighteen months is a long time." Her frail fingers combed through her untameable wavy hair. "I have a condition, if this is going to happen," all eyes in the room suddenly turned to me. "After the eighteen months are up, I never want her near me again. Add it to a clause in the contract. She's to leave Portland, and never return."
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