Chapter Eight

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Sara


It had been three hours, and it's starting to get dark. I can still hear her weeping against my trailer, and I finally walk outside.
Deja Vu fills my senses as I silently scoop up the frail blonde woman in my arms and carry her back inside.
"N-no!" She sobs against my shoulder. "I-I am fine, S-Sara. Leave me alone."
I undress her yet a second time, and dress her in my black leggings , a black cami of mine and a black sweatshirt. Silent, the entire time.
She began to cry silently.
I pick her up yet again and put her under her covers. "Sara! I said stop!"
Exasperated, I roll my eyes. "Jess! I was a jerk. I am sorry for that. Now I am trying to make it up to you."
"Why?" She's asks quietly.
"I have a lot more in common with Callie than you think."
She turns on her side under the covers, and she's surprised when I climb in bed next to her, wrapping my arm around her waist and yanking her back to my chest.
In her ear I whisper.
"A lot more in common."

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