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Restless, angry clouds threatened my walk home from school that day. I’d stayed late at school practicing my trumpet solo for the upcoming band competition, and now no umbrella was going to keep me dry. Unrelenting humidity cloaked my body and tiny drops of sweat gathered on my temples when I exited the school. “I’ve got to get home and make sure my dog is okay,” I said to Tessa, my dependable friend, and fellow trumpeter. “Hurry,” she said. “I just hear thunder.” She turned in the opposite direction, waved, and ran down the street. It...
TW: Mild swearing and murder. “Hello? Is this Investigator Mia Ashe?” A wavering voice echoed through my phone. “Yes. Who is this, and why are you calling at 2 in the morning? My office opens at 9.” I grumbled and dragged my two quilts up over my chilling arms. I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus. “He’s dead. My monkey is dead.” “I think you better call a vet. I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do to save a monkey that’s already dead.” I shook my head and moved my finger to end the call. I was used to receiving prank calls and weir...
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