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whispered a familiar voice. Thwack. He stumbled, Liz behind him, a sturdy branch raised. She hit him again, a home-run swing between the shoulders, and he went down with an oomph and an oath. She recognized the voice--or the curse--and leaned over, getting a look at him. (Liz) (Simon)
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derek
simon
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I walked over to the paper and bent as the pencil began scribbling across it. A stupid question. Liz was the only poltergeist I knew. But if she was here, that meant. My heart started thudding again. I took a deep breath. I watched the paper. Nothing happened. No, she didn't. We hadn't taken them into the forest. If Chloe had managed to follow me straight from there ... I swore.
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message
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"A whisper of fabric as Derek dressed. Then a hand on my waist, a light touch, tentative. I turned and Derek was right there, his face above mine, hands sliding around me as I titled my face up-- We both jumped--again. Tori stood there, staring at us, Simon behind her, grabbing her arm. Simon began. She shook her head. Liz raced in. "Derek's ready," I said. "
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