Chapter Two: The Angry Specter
The Blue-Eyed Strangers Dead Tree was as bad as the pictures she’d seen online. “It’s pretentious. Bougie,” Meyla said. “It’s like they’re trying to create some stupid Renaissance fair village that you can live in.” “I think it’s charming. Besides, this is just the…
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Chapter Two: The Angry Specter
The Blue-Eyed Strangers Dead Tree was as bad as the pictures she’d seen online. “It’s pretentious. Bougie,” Meyla said. “It’s like they’re trying to create some stupid Renaissance fair village that you can live in.” “I think it’s charming. Besides, this is just the downtown. Wait till you see our new house!” After driving through a terrible imitation of an English village with modern American influences they hit a residential street.
