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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Diner - Chicago, IL
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[color=FFF79A]“Yeah, I think you deserve a helmet in the back.”[/color] I don’t add anything to my coffee when it arrives, sipping it before I pick up the menu. [color=FFF79A]“What in the hell is ‘biscuits and gravy’?”[/color] I peek over my menu to give Avery a dubious look.

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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I nod, burying my face in his chest again. I don’t have to even try before this one comes forward and I grip Caden’s shirt in my hand. The memory doesn’t play out like a movie at first, it’s just flashes of different images. A cage, a grey-skinned man, a chain. It’s when the grey man reappears that I’m sucked in.

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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Driving - Chicago, IL
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I lean over to kiss Cass’ head when she takes my hand. [color=F7941D]“Let’s do this.”[/color] I say with a positive attitude as we exit the shop and head to the SUV.

[color=F7941D]“Should we lay down some ground rules for how we handle this guy? I don’t want to repeat the hand burn incident and overreact.”[/color]

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