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SOLOMON'S CONFESSIONS#88
I swerved into the driveway of The Foyths' house and halted the car. I killed the engine and stepped out of the vehicle. It wasn't long since we were last here. The last time I came here, I enjoyed Celine's spaghetti, and I was looking forward to it once again.
Solomon got out through the other side of the car. He was the main reason we were here. He wanted to talk to Jocelyn. He tried to apologize to her for killing her aunt. I was glad because I missed them. Their company was so underrated.
Our birthday had been horrible. That was four days ago. Zack had interrupted the party with a little ambush which he had surely regretted afterward. He had made me and Solomon spill blood on our birthday, and I wasn't happy with that. I was angry at him for that.
After he an
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