Time To Grow Up
Chapter 6: Fish Fry/ Goodbye Daddy
…Last Chapter…
"Are you alright?"
"Hell no."
…Cara's POV…
…The Lake…
Later in the day, a few members of the group went down to the lake. Carl and I got to go too. Carl went with Shane, while I went with Amy and Andrea. We were helping my mom, Lori, and Jacqui with the laundry. I just sat on the side, trying to ring as much water as I could. It won't take that long to dry, if we get a lot of the water out of the clothes now. I guess Sophia stayed at the camp, because I didn't see her around the lake. We worked silently for a bit before the other girls started to get bored of the silences. I could hear Carl and Shane laughing, while trying to get ahold of the frogs.
"I'm beginning to question the division of labor here." Jacqui said, moving towards Andrea, "Can some explain to me how the wound up doing all of the Hattie McDaniel work?"
"The world ended. Didn't you get the memo?" Amy asks, causing me to laugh. I could feel Ed staring at us.
"It's just the way it is." My mom states, "I do miss my Maytag."
"I miss my Benz, my SAT Nav." Andrea countered.
"I miss my coffeemaker with that dual-drip filter and built-in grinder, honey." Jacqui laughed.
"I miss my computer... And texting." Amy giggled.
"I miss TV. I miss watching my favorite TV shows, one of them left off on a cliffhanger." I state, throwing a shirt into the closest basket.
"I miss my vibrator." Andrea stated, not looking at any of the other girls. I squealed, trying to cover my ears.
"Careful! There is a child present!" I exclaimed, falling over. Everyone else just laughed.
"Oh!" Jacqui says, bursting into a fit of laughter.
"On my God." Amy breathes.
"Me too." My mom mutters. I scream a little bit. The others just continued to laugh.
"I didn't need to know that, you all are killing me! I can feel it." I ranted.
"What's so funny?" Ed asks, walking towards us.
"Just swapping war stories, Ed." Andrea stated, handing me a pair of shorts.
"Yeah." Amy echoed.
"Problem, Ed?"
"Nothin' that concerns you. And you ought to focus on you work. This ain't no comedy club." We tried to go back to doing our chores, but Andrea wanted to start something with him.
"Ed, tell ya what... you don't like how your laundry is done, you are welcome to pitch in and do it yourself. So, here." She tosses a shirt at him, which caused him to throw it right back.
"Oh." She squealed, catching the shirt.
"It ain't my job." He retorted.
"Andrea don't." My mother says.
"Oh please Andrea, do it." I mutter.
"What is your job, Ed? Sitting on your ass smoking cigarettes?"
"Well, it sure as hell ain't listening to some uppity, smart-mouth bitch. Tell ya what... Come on. Let's go." He motions for my mother and I to follow him.
"I am not coming with you," I said, "Don't you get that I don't want anything to do with you. I can't stand you. If you were eaten by walkers, I wouldn't miss you."
"Fine, forget you. Come on Carol."
"She doesn't have to go, Ed. You're not the boss of her." Lori states, standing in front of my mom.
"And I say it's none of your business. Come on now. You heard me." My mom moves towards him, but I reach out and grab her hand.
"Mom."
"Cara, please. Just let me go, it doesn't matter.'
"Hey, don't think that I won't knock you on your little ass just 'cause you my daughter and you are close to that redneck trash," I tense, "Now you come on or you gunna regret it later." He said, turning to my mom.
"So she can show up with fresh bruises later, Ed? Yeah, we've all seen them." Jacqui said. Ed laughed, causing Shane to look over at us.
"Stay out of this, bitch. Now come on! You know what? This ain't none of y'all's business. You don't want to keep prodding the bull here, okay? Now I am done talking. Come on."
"No. No." Andrea and I said.
"Carol, you don't..." Amy starts.
"Mom, you don't have..." I tried.
"You don't tell me what to do! I tell you what to do!" Ed yelled, suddenly slapping my mother, "You think you can..." The other girls started to move towards my mother, trying to protect her and hold him off. But my father is too big for him, so none of them could hold him off you long. I tightened my grip on her hand, as he grabbed ahold of her other arm.
"Get off of her!" I yell, trying to pull her away from him.
"I said come on!" He pulled her too.
"Get off of her! Get off! Get off! Get off." I chanted, trying to kick him. He reached over and hit me. I screamed, falling backwards and landing on the rocks. The fall had caused my ankle to twist in a weird way. If you listened close enough, you would have been able to hear it pop.
I screamed out in pain, which caused everyone to look my way. I guess Shane took that as a sign to finally intervene. Shane came running over, grabbing ahold of Ed as he pushed my mother to the ground.
"Get off of me!" He screamed, trying to pull away from Shane. My mother back away from them, kind of backing into me. Amy and Andrea squatted down next to me. Shane threw Ed onto the ground. He got down on the ground next to him and started to pound his fist into Ed's face.
"It's okay. It's okay." Amy said to my mom, as Andrea was checking my ankle. Jacqui came over and looked at my face. A nice bruise was forming on my left cheek. Shane just kept slamming his fist into Ed's face. We all just froze, watching in horror as blood formed on Ed's face.
"Shane, stop! Just stop!" Andrea shouted.
"Stop it! Stop!" Shane ripped Ed off of the ground.
"You put your hands on your wife, your little girls, or anybody else in this camp inappropriate one more time, and I will not stop next time. Do you hear me? Do you hear me?!"
"Yeah!"
"I'll beat you to death, Ed."
"Ed!" My mom sobbed.
"I'll beat you to death." Shane said to him, before he hit him one more time then kicking him in the gut. Ed fell to the ground and my mother ran forward, trying to comfort him.
"Oh God! No. God!" She sobbed louder, kneeling over him, "Ed. I'm sorry. Oh my God. Ed I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Ed. Ed, I am sorry. I'm sorry, Ed." The other girls just stood there in shock, they didn't know what to do or say.
"You are pathetic, mom," I hiss, "You go to him when he is hurt, but I am over here on the ground with a messed up ankle that he caused and you do nothing." The distain I once had for her (that did go away), is now back with a vengeance.
I did try to pick myself off of the ground, but it didn't go well. I just ended up back on the ground with my ankle hurting even worse. It took Amy, Andrea, and Jacqui to get me into the car. Jacqui and I left the sisters at the lake to fish. My mom had gotten Ed into the Cherokee, so that she could fix him up back at camp. Lori rode with Shane and Carl back to camp. Carl had been watching me, when the girls put me in the car.
"How does your ankle feel, Cara?" Jacqui asks, pulling away from the lake.
"I can feel my ankle starting to swell and bruise. It hurts really badly, but I have had worse. When I was 9, Ed got angry at me for eating the last chocolate chip cookie and broke my arm. When I went to the hospital, he told them that I fell out of the tree in our backyard. They never bothered to ask me if what he said was true or not."
"That is awful!"
"I know." The rest of the car ride was silent.
When we got back, she went and got Dale. He carried me to the RV, where he wrapped my ankle in an old ACE bandage. He gave me a pillow and took me back outside. I had him set me down on the picnic table. He patted my head and told me to yell for him if I needed anything.
…Two Hours Later…
I have been sitting at the picnic table for two hours and my butt has fallen asleep. It is all numb and it hurts. I have tried to get Dale's attention, but he has been doing all kinds of things for other people. Carl and Sophia had come to talk to me for a little bit, but got called away by Lori. My mother has been attending to Ed's every demand. Not like that is unusual, but she hasn't even stopped by on her way to fulfil his orders.
I've spent the last two hours watching people, which gets boring after a while. Plus no one was doing anything that interesting, except Jim he seemed to be digging holes. I don't know why, but he hasn't stopped or taken any breaks. He is all red, which worries me because it is really hot out today. Amy and Andrea haven't returned from the lake yet.
"We're back!" Amy yells, leaning out of the car window. I guess I spoke too soon. Andrea chuckled, putting the car in park.
"We got a lot of fish!" Andrea exclaimed, grabbing the buckets from the backseat.
"Oh baby, will you look at that? Hey, check it out." Morales laughs, grinning like a foul. Andrea handed him some of the fish, "Ladies... because of you, my children will eat tonight. Thank you."
"Thank Dale, it is his Canoe and gear." Amy says, brushing off his gratefulness,
"Mom, look. Look at all the fish." Carl bellowed, pointing to the bucket.
"I see," She laughed, turning to Amy and Andrea, "Thank you."
"Whoa." Shane says.
"Yeah, whoa. Where did you two learn to do that?" Lori asks.
"Our dad." Amy answered.
"Can you teach me how to do that?" Carl asks.
"I know how to fish too." I mumble.
"Sure. I'll teach you all about nail knots and stuff. If that is okay?" Amy asks, looking at Lori.
"You won't catch me arguing."
"Hey, Dale. When's the last time you oiled those line reels? They are a disgrace." She laughs.
"I, uh, I don't want to alarm anyone, but we may have a bit of a problem." He said, looking towards Jim. Shane came up next to him, causing Dale to point over to Jim (who was still digging the holes).
…
I tried to hobble after the rest of the group as they walked towards Jim. They were trying to careful, so that they didn't startle him. It was like they were trying approach a bear or something and they didn't want to spook him.
"Hey, Jim. Jim, why don't you hold up, alright? Just give me a second here, please." Shane asks, walking towards him slowly. I leaned against the ladder in the RV.
"What do you want?" Jim asks, dumping more dirt into the pile next to his hole.
"We're all just a little concerned, that's all." Shane said.
"Well, not so concerned to realize that he has been digging those holes for the last two hours," I mutter, causing Morales to look back at me, "what? I was watching him. It's not like I had anything better to do."
"Dale says you've been out here for hours." Morales states.
"No, I am pretty sure that I just said that." I reply. Morales glares back at me.
"So?" Jim asks, leaning against his shovel.
"So, why are you digging? Are you heading to China, Jim?" Shane asks, walking a bit closer.
"A person can't dig to China." I pointed out.
"Shut up, Cara." Shane hissed back at me.
"What does it matter? I'm not hurting anyone."
"Yeah, except maybe yourself. It's a hundred degrees today. You can't keep this up."
"Sure I can. Watch me."
"Ji,. They're not gonna say it so I will. You're scaring people. You're scaring my son and Carol's girls." Lori said.
"I am not scared of Jim or what he is doing." I butted in.
"Thank you, Cara. They got nothing to be scared of. I mean, what the hell people? I'm out here by myself. Why don't you al just go and leave me the hell alone?" Jim was getting frustrated.
"We think that you need to take a break, okay? Why don't you go and get yourself in the shade? Some food maybe. I'll tell you what... maybe in a little bit I'll come out here and help you myself. Jim, just tell me what it's about. Why don't you just go ahead and hand me that shovel?"
"Or what?"
"There is no or what. I'm asking you. I'm coming to you and I'm asking you, please. I don't want to have to take it from you."
"And if I don't, then what? Then you're gonna beat my face in like Ed Peletier, aren't you? Y'all seen his face, huh? What's eft of it. See, now that's what happens when someone crosses you."
"That was different Jim." Shane protested.
"Yeah, Shane's right. Ed hit me, causing me to fall and mess up my ankle real bad. He was going to take my mother and mostly hit her. He was also causing trouble with the ladies doing the laundry. You have no idea what it was like, because you weren't there" I stated.
"Cara's right, you weren't there. Ed was out of control. He hurt Cara and he was going to hurt Carol." Amy says, backing me up.
"That is their marriage. That is not his. He is not judge and jury. Who voted you king boss, huh?"
"Did you hear me? He hurt Cara, you know his 12 year old daughter." Amy said, a frown etched itself onto her face, "She is his family and he still struck her." Jim glared at her.
"Jim, I'm not here to argue with you, alright? Just give me the shovel, okay?"
"No, no, no."
"Just give me the... Jim!" Jim shoved Shane away then threatened to hit him with it. Shane tackled Jim to the ground, "Okay, shh shh."
"You got no right!"
"Stop. Shhhhhhh."
"You got no right." Jim tried to fight back against Shane.
"Jim, just stop it. Hey, hey, hey, hey."
"Don't!"
"Jim. Jim, nobody is gonna hurt you. You hear me? Shh. Jim, nobody is gonna hurt you, okay?"
"That's a lie. That's the biggest lie there is. I told that to my wife and my two boys. I said it 100 times, it didn't matter. They came out of nowhere. There were dozens of 'em. Just pulled 'em right out of my hands. You know, the only reason I got away was 'cause the dead were too busy eating my family."
I turned away from the group and pulled myself up the latter. It took me like ten minutes to climb up the latter, because I had to pull myself up and jump at the same. I kept slipping and falling down a little bit. When I finally got onto the top of it, I was out of breath and the group had disbanded. I crawled over to the chair that was there for whoever was on watch. I watched Shane tie Jim to a tree. I think that Shane is the one that has lost his mind, if he thinks that tying Jim to a tree is a good idea. It is really stupid, if you ask me.
I heard Shane tell Jim that he (Shane) was tying him (Jim) to a tree to protect him from himself. Then Shane went and got the bucket of clean water Lori had brought back after the laundry trip. Shane gave him a drink of the water and poured some on his head.
"Cooling you down, huh? Shane asks.
"Yeah. How long you gonna keep me like this?" Jim asks.
"Well, yeah. Until I don't think that you're a danger to you're or the others." Shane replied. Lori and my mom were teaching Sophia and Carl at the table nearby.
"Sorry, if I scared your boy and your little girls." Jim told Lori and my mom, who were teaching.
"How many times do I have to tell you people, I wasn't scared?" I snorted, rolling my eyes. Nobody heard me and if they did, well they ignored me.
"You had sunstroke." Lori spoke softly, patting his shoulder, "Nobody's blaming you."
"Not what it sounded like earlier." I whispered, picking at the end of my navy shorts.
"'You're not scared now, are you?" Jim asks, looking at Sophia and Carl.
"No, sir." Sophia responded, her voice soft. Jim seemed glad to hear that.
"Your mama's right. The sun just cooked my head that is all." Jim smiled.
"Jim, do you know why you were digging? Can you say?" Dale asks, walking over to them.
"Hey, Dale." I called down to him. He didn't even look up at me. Okay, I see how it is. Forget that little Cara is here.
"I had a reason," Jim said, "Don't remember. Something I dreamt last night. You dad was in it. You were too," He was looking at Carl, "You were worried about him. Can't remember the rest. You worried about your dad?"
"They're not back yet." Carl whimpered.
"We don't need to talk about that." Lori said, trying to comfort Carl.
"You're dad's a police officer, son. He helps people. Probably just came across some folks needing help, that's all. That man, he is tough as nails. I don't know him well, but... I could see it in him. Am I alright?"
"Oh yeah." Shane said.
"There ain't nothing gonna stop him from getting back here to you and your mom, I promise you that." Jim spoke, trying to reassure Carl.
"Alright! Who wants to help me clean some fish, huh?" Shane asks, clapping his hands together.
"Sweet!" Carl squealed, "Come on, Sophia!" Sophia and Carl ran after Shane. My mother trailed after them.
"Stay with Carol, alright Carl?" Lori called after them. I saw Jim look at Lori with a serious expression on his face.
"You keep your boy close. You don't ever let him out of your sight." Lori nodded, agreeing with him. She thought about it for a second and went after them.
As she walked by, I guess she noticed me up on top of the RV because she stopped and looked up at me. She looked a little confused, but she got over it quickly.
"Do you want to come help us, Car (pronounced like CARE)?" Lori asks sweetly.
"No, thank you. I am actually really comfortable up here. If you wouldn't mind, could you bring my plate up when dinner is ready?" I smile.
"No problem sweetheart." She smiled at me once more before heading over the dinner crew.
…
I had fallen asleep at some point. And apparently Dale came up, because my sore foot was propped up on another fold out char with a pillow. He also threw a top sheet on me, mostly likely to keep the bugs away. There was a couple books next to my chair and a bottle of water, waiting for me to dig into. I smiled softly. Gotta love Dale. The suns still out, so I most've only been out for an hour or two. The smell of fish filled my nose. I don't know whether to be glad (for the food) or grossed out. I could hear people chatting and doing chores.
"I, uh, I built up the rocks all around the fire. See? So the flames can be a little higher and they're still hidden." Morales said. Both Shane and Carl walked over to Jim.
"Hey, Jim. How you feeling, man?" Shane asks.
"I'm better. More myself now." He replied.
"I hope you understand the need for this... this timeout. I've got others I've got to think about. I just wanted to make sure there's no... there's no hard feelings." Shane said.
"There's not. I do understand."
"Okay. Why don't you come join in with the rest of us? Big ol' fish fry."
"I'd like that very much."
"Okay." Shane let him go.
Jim sighed, happily getting off of the ground. He stretched, cracking his back. I groaned. I don't like that popping sound. It is a little unnerving. He walked off towards his tent, probably going to change or at least grab a fresh shirt. After digging for hours in the hot sun then add on being tied to the tree, he must be really sweaty and gross. Shane walked back over to the fire, but Carl stayed behind. He looked up at me, slightly confused.
"There you are, Cara. I was wondering where went." He states, kind of yelling.
"Your mom and Dale knew I was up here, why didn't you ask them?" I laugh.
"Oh. I guess that slipped my mind," He bit his lip.
"I bet it did, silly." I giggle.
"Are you gonna come have dinner with us?" He pouted.
"Sorry, Carl. I am really comfortable up here, plus I don't think I can make it down the latter without falling. Your mom said she'd bring me a plate. If you want you can come up here with me." He shook his head.
"Mom wants me to eat with her. Something about not leaving her sight."
"Oh okay!" I smiled down at him, "Watch my sister, okay?" He nodded.
"Carl!" Lori yelled.
"I gotta go! Coming Mom!" He yelled, running off. He stopped and looked back at me. He smiled and sent me a happy wave.
…
When dinner was ready, Lori brought me a plate filled with small pieces of fish. I thanked her, before chowing down on the flour covered fish. It was really good, even with very little seasoning. The group was chatting happily with each other. I missed Glenn's awkward company. He always keeps me entertained during meals and random times during the day. I hope him and the others are alright, they have been gone all day. If something happened to him or Daryl, I don't know what I'd do without them.
Everyone seemed to be enjoying the fish, we haven't had meal like this since the beginning. That was when everyone put in the food that they brought from home. Ed had some Military food packets, those were really gross. He didn't share those and he got rude with mom when she offered Lori one to give Carl, who was starving. I wanted to punch him in the stomach for that. It was rude and totally not something you should do at the end of world.
"Pass the fish, please."
"Here you go."
"Man oh man that was good. I miss doing stuff like this." He starts to fix his watch.
"I've got to ask you, man. It's been driving me crazy." Morales asks, turning to look at Dale.
"What?"
"That watch." Morales points to the watch on Dale's wrist.
"What's wrong with my watch?" Dale asks, looking offended.
"I see you every day, the same time, winding that thing like a village priest saying mass." Morales continued.
"I've wondering this myself." Jacqui chimes in.
"I'm missing the point." Dale says.
"Unless, I've misread the signs, the world seems to have come to an end. At least hit a speed bump for a good long while." She continued.
"Then there's you every day winding that stupid watch." Morales butted in again.
"Guys." I tried to butt in from the top of the RV. I look behind me and notice a rustling in the bushes.
"Time..." Dale states, "it's important to keep track, isn't it? The days at least. Don't you think, Andrea? Back me up here, I like... I like what, um, a father said to his sin when he gave him a watch that had been handed down through generations. He said, 'I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire, which will fit your individual needs no better than it did mine or my father's before me. I give it to you not that you may remember the time, but that you may forget it for a moment now and then and not spend all of you breath trying to conquer it.'"
"You are so weird." Amy pointed out. Everyone laughed, well everyone but me. I was starting to panic. The noise from the before was getting louder.
"It is not me, it's Faulkner. William Faulkner. Maybe my bad paraphrasing." Dale retorted. Amy stood up from her spot.
"Where are you going?" Andrea asks, jumping up a little bit.
"I have to pee. Jeez, you try to be discreet around here..." Amy snapped, before walking towards the RV. I looked down at her.
"Be careful, Amy." I whispered, watching her walk into the RV.
"I will, Cara." She laughed.
I nodded. I looked over my shoulder, noticing something or somethings moving around in the dark. There was a little growling coming from the darkness. Oh crap! I turned around in a panic, trying to get the words out but none would. Everyone was laughing and having a good time, while I was trying to get my thoughts in order to warn them. I started to wave my arms frantically, but no one seemed to notice. I should have asked for a light or flashlight when Lori brought me dinner.
The growling got louder and my eyes got wider. I heard the door to the RV open and Amy walking out. She started to say something, but a walker that I hadn't seen came out from behind the RV latched itself onto her arm. That caused her to scream. Everyone jumped up. The men grabbed the weapons or the closest sharp instrument near them and attacked. Many of the man had guns and others didn't. Andrea screamed for Amy.
"Mom!" Carl screamed.
"Carl!" Lori yelled, pulling him to her.
"Lori, get him down!" Shane shrieked. He held onto his shotgun and shot several of the other walkers that had made themselves known.
I sobbed as one went after my mom and Sophia, luckily Jim was there. He smacked the walker in the head a couple of times, making sure it wasn't going to be getting back up before he pushed them to the RV. There were some people that weren't paying attention and got bitten by the walkers that snuck up on them. Morales was killing any of the walkers that got close to his family. Trying his best to make sure that nothing happened to him. I couldn't move, fear froze me.
"I am right here." Lori says, trying to comfort Carl, "Shane, what do we do? Shane!"
"Follow me!" Morales yells, as the walker who attacked Amy took a chunk out of her neck. I screamed again, as blood squirted out of the wound in her neck.
"No! No! Oh my God! Oh my God!" Andrea sobbed, reaching for her sister, "God! I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do." The fight continued and Shane kept his eye on Lori and Carl.
"Carol!" Lori yelled, I looked up.
"MOM! SOPHIA!" I yell.
"Stay close!" Shane orders. Morales killed two more walkers, while pushing his family closer the RV, "Come on, y'all! Work your way up here!" He shouted.
"Right in front of you, Shane!" Lori shouted. He got it.
"Everyone get to the RV! Go!" It was Morales who called the order. He shot down three more walkers before pushing his family to the RV faster.
"Shane! Shane!" Lori screeched.
"Stay with me. Stay behind me! Morales, work your way up here!"
"Get behind me, Carl. Let's go! Stay with me." Lori order Carl, pulling at his arm.
Carl tripped as Lori pulled too hard. He cried out for her, but was cut off by a walker coming towards him. Lori was pulled away by Shane, who aimed his gun at the walker but was stopped when the walker hit ground down. Rick, Daryl, Glenn, and T-dog popped out of the forest. Their guns ablaze, taking down the walkers that the others weren't getting to fast enough. I smiled a little bit when I noticed Glenn looking around, probably searching for me.
"Cara!" Glenn shouted, shooting a walker that had went for Dale.
"I am up here, Glenn! On top of the RV!" I yelled back, causing him to look up at me.
"Baby! Carl! Baby!" Rick yelled.
"Dad!" Carl yelled back.
"Carl!" When all of the walkers were dead, Carl ran over to Rick and hugged him tightly. All of the families that had been separated during the fight, ran into each other's arms. People were sobbing, but Andrea's sobs were the loudest as she held onto Amy's body.
I tried to climb down the latter of the RV, but I couldn't. Glenn ran over and helped me down the rest of the ways. Once my feet were down on the ground, He pulled me into a tight hug.
"I am so glad that you're okay. If something happened to you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself." Glenn whispered, his voice filled with relief.
"I feel the same way about you Glenn. You are my best friend!" I buried my head into his chest. We turned to face the group, or what is left of the group.
"I remember my dream now, why I dug the holes." Jim said, breaking the silence that had fallen over us.
I looked up at Glenn, silently begging him to let me sleep with him tonight. He just nodded, not really looking at me but looking at the bodies lying around the camp. I sighed and limped towards my tent. While I was changing my clothes, a scream echoed through camp. I pulled my pants up quickly, grabbing my bat from on top of my bed. I ran out of my tent and headed towards the sobs. When I rounded the corner, my heart stopped. My mom was on her knees in front of their tent with Sophia standing off to the side. There was blood and guts everywhere.
Ed was the only one in the tent when the attack happened. He was 'resting' after the beating Shane gave him down at the lake. He almost got another one when mom was finished with him, because he tried to get Sophia to come with him. I guess Shane had heard him and figured out what Ed wanted. Shane threatened him and told Sophia not to go near him.
I am more shocked that mom and Sophia were upset about him being dead. I mean this is karma for everything that he did to us. I don't see why they don't see it that way. Hopefully, mom and Sophia (and me) live long enough to get over what he did. They deserve to be happy and strong. I'm making it my mission to protect them, even if it meant giving up my life.
"Goodbye, daddy." I whisper, sarcastically to myself.
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A/N Hey there, Hi there, Ho there!
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