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... om. She clenched her fists and held back from putting a hole somewhere. She wasn't sure her home would last much longer, even if she patched it up. The structural integrity had already been compromised by all the other 'accidents' she had repaired.
She sat down on the thin mattress that was her bed and ruffled her scalp out of frustration.
She couldn't believe she was under house arrest.
'Fucking geezers!' No, she could believe it, but it didn't make her any less frustrat ...
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