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Two words. Advanced. Weaponry.
This time I plan on finally making it to the sunshine state without a pathological liar and the most annoying man in the world on my back. Sure, the down side is I actually have to sit through a lecture with old gray-haired guys waving guns around but the rest of the time, it’ll be fun in the sun. Long as it’s not the rainy season. Had enough of those monsoons to last me a lifetime.
Another two words. Frannie’s. Graduation.
It’s weird but I still can’t get my head round the fact that my baby sister is going to be a cop. Why in the whole big crazy as hell world would she want to be one? I guess reasons don’t matter. Fact is, in less that a week, she’s gonna be a police officer. In less than a fortnight, she’ll be working at the 2-7, if Welsh’s heart is strong enough. Oh God. Working with Frannie. Only person that’ll probably satisfy is our Ma. I’m looking forward to the ceremony though. The speech from the Director less so. Bet it’s the same guy who was at mine. Of course, Frannie won’t know that since she went to see Donny Osmond at the Beacon instead of coming to the Academy for my graduation.
June 21st.
No reason…
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