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Don't panic, the little voice inside said.
My, that was helpful. Try not to think about a white horse.
"Tell you what," she muttered under her breath. "You make them both go away, and there'll be no NEED for panic. How's that for a deal?"
She stepped hesitantly out of the car.
The house was quiet.
Empty?
Would that be too much to ask?
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Unbeknownst to her, both bodies lay still across the bedroom floor. The alcohol had finally won its war.
The gates of her well-known prison burst open...onto a rough, dark road, leading towards a better future.
