
The Puppetteer
I got an e-mail from my old friend Britt, it read: Dear Sam, remember our old neighbor Mrs.Tates? Well she died a couple of days ago, and they just found her will in her backyard. Anyway, turns out that she bought a huge house somewhere in Ohio. And she left it to us! So I thought maybe we can meet up and talk about plans. Please reply, -Britt McCullenI wrote her back, Dear Britt, Yeah I do remember her. It was so funny, it was like her cookies were infinite! Anyway, why would she give US the house if she had a son? Well, how about my apartment? You know the way right? -Samantha FosterBritt showed up about an hour later. We started talking about who's gonna get the house. We decided we would go see it together and then we'll see who gets it.A couple of days later we left for Ohio. We were about half way there and I was sleeping. It started raining and the sound of the rain on the windows woke me up. We were driving through a plain road, the sky was gray, and the road in front of us seemed endless...We were
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