guez recove

st have been me!" she cr

road. I... I think the tortillas might have been made in a factory

eyes pleading. "It's my fault

a now, coughed weakly. "It's

d nothing, continuing to check Ashley's

nts were

nilla? Then why

ination? That

ria, then at Ash

thing – doubt? –

this excitement, and your long journey, you're not quite yourself. It mig

ria took a break. She's worked hard for us i

thing, but perhaps it's best you... well, that you're not on

gratitude. "Oh, Mr. Jenkins, Mrs. Jenkins, you're too ki

but relieved of her duties and her on-s

ressed, but didn't

d Dad weren't looking at me like I wa

s, however,

But Ashley's still

over. Not by

d. A tense, a

, the comments we

ia's new place – that sketchy tr

here! They'll recognize her!

have to save

e rang.

e? Help me! Some guys... they're following

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