Chapter 15 13
Camila
The pancakes have no flavor. From a distance, I watch myself lift a forkful of the tender batter into my mouth. It’s heavy on my tongue, like chewing a wet sweater, but I eat it anyway. Partly because I need my strength for what’s going to happen today. The other reason is I’m being watched....
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11. Chapter 11 10.1
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16. Chapter 16 13.1
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22. Chapter 22 17
23. Chapter 23 17.1
24. Chapter 24 18
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