The Price of Stolen Genius

cating darkness, casting a sickly blue glow on

stream, her face triumphant, showing a thumbnail of

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cramped, Caleb? I remember y

ressing in; I was trapped, locked in a storage un

unyielding metal as my vision blu

old, unyielding finality of it all;

ell of turpentine and acr

back in the bright art room of Nort

ith Ethan, the star quarterback, arrogant and un

suffocating terror, slammed into me,

nt water, and without a second thought

ray water and glass, and the fight

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