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GOING BACK FOR QUETZY

NIGHTINGALE

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I felt so warm, and I wondered if we had been cut off again. I tried to remember if I had paid our electricity bill on time but my head felt so groggy. Maybe Quetzal didn’t turn on our small fan. It didn’t circulate air so much, but it was better than nothing at least. I tried to turn, but I couldn’t, there was something heavy holding me down, the same thing that was heating me up. I groaned, Quetzal could be so clingy sometimes.

I tried to remove her hand or leg, whatever part of her was over me, probably her whole damn body by the feel of it, but I couldn’t move her. She was heavier than usual, and when did Quetzal get muscles?

“Quetzal. Get off me, you’re heavy.” I said as I tried to turn again but the arm around me tightened so I couldn’t move.

“Who is Quetzal? And where does he live so I can… have a chat with him about touching what’s mine.” A voice said from behind me and my eyes snapped open immediately.

That definitely wasn’t Quetzal. I was still held tightly so
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