Ms. Patterson use to watch me when I was a kid. She’s like a grandma to me, but the past few nights she’s been acting odd. She stands on top of her roof, looking at my window saying my name until her voice gives. “Nathan Nathan Nathan” Each night it gets louder. No one else seems to hear her but me.
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