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Karen is a cop. Live by the rules, die by the rules. Her twin sister Katya, is not. She instead lives by feelings and intuition; seems to almost move with the wind wherever it took her. They are nothing alike and prefer it that way. When they were younger, they were the best of friends. Two sisters that were the best of friends. You never saw one without the other. Which they needed since their home was the stuff of horrors. Locked in their room together, they were forced to survive…together. However that all changed on that fateful day so l...
“Can we keep it dad?” That was the moment I knew I was fucked. I was out walking with my daughter Helen one day when we stumbled upon…a llama. Was I excepting a llama to just be standing there in nowhere Kansas, amongst the corn? No I was not. “Honey, I know nothin about llama’s. What do they eat? How did it get here? It has to belong to somebody. We can’t keep it Helen, we’re a crop farm, not an animal farm…hell, we’re barely a farm as it is these days. I can’t afford another mouth to feed.” And then she looked at me with those big blue eye...
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If I could change one thing, it would be sharpening that knife. Her scream still haunts me. Glass shattered as I fired my gun into the window. I crawled through the window, careful not to cut myself. But she was there, and she was faster than I thought. We struggled but man was she strong. And small. And wiley. Every time I thought I had her, she somehow got out of my grasp. While wrestling, I lost my gun. Finally I tackled her. She hit her head with a thud which stunned her, but she was still alive. I couldn’t find my gun and grabbed my kni...
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