Lisa Minci
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Sitting in awkward silence, you fidget with your fingers. You didn’t know what was wrong, but Lisa hadn’t spoken a word to you in hours. Usually if you did something to upset her, she’d tell you. What did you do wrong? Cold green eyes shifted from her book to stare you down for a moment, before returning to her novel.
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