My Cellular Prison
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Requesting a Chapter Off
My dad came over from our hometown. I drove to the train station to pick him up, left at five, got stuck in traffic until just now, and still had to help make dinner. The next chapter covered some of Mr. Goodman's background, so it was difficult and important to write. I would work on it tomorrow.
Anyone interested could join the group. If your fan points reached 5,000, contact me or an admin to join the V Group. I would send out red packets tonight.
Happy New Year to all my readers.
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