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... futon inside the group’s tent.
Noises echoed from outside, so he knew there had to be a gathering just outside.
’I guess I’m back?’
Looking to the right and left sides of the tent, he couldn’t find Rockie anywhere.
All he could see was Kara, asleep on the same futon, but her back was turned to him.
Kara isn’t a morning person, so if she was asleep with all this racket outside, it had to be the next day.
’This is the third day, then.’
He sa ...
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