CHAPTER 7
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Updated : Dec 2nd, 2020
Sebastian sat quietly, yet angrily in an arm chair while me and Garret sorted everything out. He had finished his hissy fit knowing it would do him no good. Garret had me sign a few papers, some wavers basically stating that if I got killed by a cow or got ran over by a tractor or something out there they wouldn't pay for my funeral. Greedy bastards.
But loaded ones, though.
Anyway, I began to realize how crazy and idiotic this whole plan sounded. I wanted to tell Garret that there was no...
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