Kyrie busied herself cutting up veggies for her salad, slicing carrots into bright orange coins and blanching broccoli until it was almost neon green. As she drained the broccoli, she made a face; for some reason, the house she'd considered so peaceful an hour before had suddenly grown too quiet. With wet fingertips, she reached out and snapped on
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