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Just Right (Part 10)
Goldi: Survival Instinct
I stared at the front door of Smiley’s from a stoop across the street, curled up on the top step and gnawing on one fingernail. I just wasn’t quite sure I could go back in there, knowing it was the last place I saw Red, knowing that her body — the one I had worshiped with the wholesome love of a child, that I had traced with my fingertips, held in my palms, made shiver and blossom and swoon — was outlined in chalk in a circle of yellow police tape behind the shady strip bar.
The thought of her lifeless, bloodless, helpless body in that alley made my stomach turn, and when I remembered that I was the one who had killed her I turned and vomited.
“You reek,” Aurora Killjoy — otherwise known as Sleeping Beauty — wrinkled her perfect little nose at me when I leaned against the bar. “What the hell’s wrong with…
