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Chapter 4 by Quand3r Quand3r

Do you have time for breakfast?

Nope. Go straight to class

It definitely wasn't that the thought of seeing your mother again after a dream like that would send shudders down your spine, and make it harder to look at her. It was that class was starting soon, and you wanted to be there early. Forty minutes early. Yep. No time for breakfast. You vanished out of the building without saying a word. You lived in a small suburban community called Stoneridge, and the community college you attended was practically right next door. You could have attended a better university, much further out in the country, but after your father ran away with some ditzy secretary that worked for him, and your sister moved out with her boyfriend, you knew that you couldn't just leave her on her own.

Throughout your walk to and through campus, the only thing on your mind was the dream. It just felt so real. It felt so good. And though it was very wrong, it felt so, so right.

What's next?

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