“I’m kind of iffy on this whole thing. I mean, I’d die of laughter if someone told me they did what we’re doing. I’d think they’re fucking crazy,” Alisha said through labored breaths that hung in the raw December evening air. She leaned against her shovel. The stillness in the graveyard’s silence carried an eerie calm.
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