Chapter One

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A year before

I walk into Romonie's Market. Drenched from the rain. From what just happened this day can't get any worse.

I walk over to the sauces. $3.75 for Romonie's Famous Sauce.

"I swear the prices here are getting ridiculous", I say to myself with the glass in my hand reading the label.

I turn around the next second I hit something and there is sauce all over my pants.

We are shocked in silence for a minute then I finally break it. "Could this day get any worse?", I mumble. The person seems to shift a little bit.

I start to yell like my mother did at me about home training and things of that manner.

But then I look up.

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