flames | The Lost Boys (1987) | revised
The boys glanced between themselves, and I held my necklace tightly. "What do you mean?" Marko asked. I stared down at my soup thinking to myself that if I stared hard enough, maybe the bowl would break and I could escape. I didn't even want to hear what she had to say. "She's just a bit strange, is all. I mean, burni...
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