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CHAPTER 225

War

"Got a blanket or something?" I call out, my voice laced with mock annoyance. "Ain't tryin' to scuff my fucking knees."

One of the fuckers snickers and tosses over a thin wool blanket from the closet.

I lay it down, then lift Alyssa and ease her onto it. Her knees must be screaming by no...