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Writing Prompt 55 - Chris Sarantopoulos
“Oh, for the love of Holy Morhan, will you please stop thinking that there’s always something wrong?” Jonas stuck his hands in his pockets, kicked a pebble, and lowered his head. “Something is wrong, though,” he muttered under his breath. Pela rolled her eyes, sighed, and slapped her hands on her thighs. “You’re impossible. You know…