YA5, Don’t Stop Holding Me

Don’t Stop Holding Me

~ANNABELLE
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Becky straightened her posture and rubbed her hands together. “Donna Tallins you say, hmmm. Well, I wouldn’t put it past her to be an actual witch, with a dungeon in her basement, with all the fixings. One black caldron, one dirt covered floor with rat bones, and snakes – AKA, her family members – sniveling and lurking around.”

I nodded in agreement.

Oh yeah… we’re totally evil.

I smirked more. “And don’t forget about the raging fire pit of doom she got gifted from el Diablo himself. It burns giant, green, red, orange and yellow flames, destruction be damned. The world will know her pain.”

My grin was epic. But I wished Jenna were here to add on, because you know my best friend would have basked in pleasure over the hypothetical description of Donna’s Witch Dungeon of Doom.

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