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Allie Fletcher was happy as a pig in slop. She was
free again. Hurray! Thanks to Phil's little living
girlfriend distratcing him, she could do whatever she
wanted again. And she had been. First, she'd been
repaired, then she'd had a celebratory drink at
Parrott's, next she'd gone on a shopping spree at
McKenzie's, now she was laying sprawled out on her
bed, eating the most expensive chocolates she'd been
able to find at McKenzie's.
"Thank you Phil," she thought aloud, her mouth full
of chocolate and nougat. "And thank you Tara."
I wonder if White Wolf will actually give me my job
back, she thought internally, especailly when he finds
out I've sort of escaped?
Too comfortable to worry, Allie took another bite of
her chocolate and closed her eyes, chewing contently.
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