Fate Was Wrong

My wrist came up the color of a storm overnight, and Mom was already at the table with the wrap.
Ellen
Tell me if it's broken.
Josie
It's not broken. It's just sulking.
End of Chapter 4
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My wrist came up the color of a storm overnight, and Mom was already at the table with the wrap.
Tell me if it's broken.
It's not broken. It's just sulking.
End of Chapter 4
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