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New York, New York

Azalea

Every time I think of New York I remember the Gremlins Movie and the Gremlins singing New York, New York. It just sticks in my brain.

I heard someone calling my name before I felt them gently shake me. I groaned and tried to pull the sleeping bag more over my head, making them laugh. “Come on sleeping beauty. Steve’s got some info for us,” a voice my now slightly awake brain recognized as Lucas’s. I growled a little at him and he just picked me up and carried me to the trailer. I clung to my pillow inside the sleeping bag, awake but not really wanting to be. I felt him set me down on a chair and growled again in dissatisfaction. He unzipped the side of bag enough for the front to fold over and my face to show my glaring eyes.

“Stop giving me that face and drink the coffee while you listen to what Steve’s got,” Lucas said handing me a mug of hot coffee. I breathed it’s delicious scent in and sighed. “Alright,” I said taking a sip. Steve just watched with a raised brow before
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Dee Huffman
This story is so rich in details. Keep up they great work. The editing needed is minor but would get you more gems.
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