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current WIP, Paper Crowns, pages 25-26

“Andrea will be waiting in the trees for you to return,” she gestures to the trees. “Colette and I have something she needs to attend to, so don’t be scared if she and I aren’t there when you come back. We’ll be back eventually if everything goes to plan.”
I cock up an eyebrow. “Because things you do go to plan.”
Her glance is hot and full of irritated arrogance. “It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t go to plan. If people get nosy, that’s what this is for.”
She slips a knife out of her boot, and I look at her, tilting my head. “Just stab them?”
“Politely.” She doesn’t even crack a smile, but I grin a bit and roll my eyes, trying to ease the tension. Even as someone she calls a friend, there’s still a wall there- something she doesn’t allow anyone to get through. And the reminder of it stings. She shifts on her feet and tousles my hair, the feat easy because of my height, before offering me the dagger. “Stay safe. Don’t fuck anything up..”
I take the weapon and bow. “Yes ma’am.”
She nods sharply and turns away, not looking back as she walks into the copse of trees. I watch her go before glancing back at the peaceful village, fishers slinging nets full of their catches easily, and tugging my mask over my mouth and nose.