Chapter Three - The Second Hotel Room So, the next day, you met him again at the mall? Bobby inquired. Yeah, the blonde 12 year old said. That day, he let me go to the arcade for a while. We played some games, like he was my dad and all. Then he let me buy some CD’s that I wanted, Mariah Carey and Back Street Boys, and a portable CD player and batteries. Then I lay down in the back seat and listened to music while we drove to the motel. Was it the same motel? Bobby asked. No, different, she...
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