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Zaya And Zion Are Missing

"They are supposed to be back by now. It's getting late." I checked the slim gold wristwatch adorning my left wrist.A birthday gift from uncle Pete last year.

It was past six. They had been gone for five hours. Uncle Pete and I had been discussing ever since and I had only just noticed the time.

"It's six eighteen." Uncle Pete had also checked the time on his phone. "The ice cream parlor is just five minutes drive from here. With the use of cab, I'd probably make it seven minutes."

"Do you ...

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