Tessa kneaded the steering wheel as she drove away from the house on Shoreline Way. She’d found Minnie in the driveway in her car, her dark wig perfectly pristine. She’d said she’d be returning to the city, and Tessa had gotten her phone number.
She’d driven away first, because Minnie had said she needed to run inside and get the spare key to turn into …
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