"Who yelled at you?" Zach said, voice still soft and considering, turning over all this new information in his mind. One thing was certain—Sam was Scott, somehow all at the same time. That was as plain as the sky being blue and the grass being green.
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Date: 2019-04-18 01:47 am (UTC)