The Mediator #1: Shadowland

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by Jenny Carroll

  "Sure," I said. "We should stick around."

  She smiled at me, then turned back toward the sunset. The last of the bright orange ball was disappearing beneath the horizon. "There goes the sun," she said.

  "And," I said, "it's all right."

 

 

 

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