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Chapter 72: Video Chat
Carley
“Wow, Rainy! You make such a gorgeous girl!” I squeal at the phone while video chatting with Ransom.“Awe thanks, girl!” He replies in a valley girl type of accent that I’m certain Uncle Tee despises. At least he sounds sultry and not using an overly high-pitched tone. It suits him.
“So, how is high school going for you again? Did you miss it?” I ask him curiously.
“Hell fucking no! I did not miss all this stupid drama. High school girls are vicious,” he replies.
I snort at him. “Tell me about it. Been there. Done that. Avoided the repeat,” I inform him.
“I remember,” he rasps.
“Did that turn
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