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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 65

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 64

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 63

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 62

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 61

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 60

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 59

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 58

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 57: Bobby II

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 56

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 55

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 54

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 53

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 52

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 51

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 50

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 49

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 48

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 47

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 46

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 45: Bobby

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Update for Next Week

You will still get all four of your chapters of Carousel, but they will come out at irregular times, mostly on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I am unexpectedly very busy. I apologize for any inconvenience.

PS. Periapt has already been written, so that will not be interrupted.

PPS. How did you feel about the length of Breathing Deeply? Is that size still enjoyable?

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 44

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 43

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 42

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 41

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 40

Cutaway Death was a very powerful trope. Being able to walk around and help with the story even after being Second Blood was like getting to have a sixth player waiting in the wings.

The only catch was that there was no guarantee I would actually survive my apparent death. There was no protection from being killed other than the Dead status itself. All that the trope guaranteed was that at the moment it looked like I was about to be killed, the cameras would cut away, a...

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 39

“It’s no use,” Antoine said, “We’re on a leash.”

He tried to power the little trolling motor forward. The vegetation that had ensnared the propeller of the main engines was still attached, and try as we might, we couldn’t pull away from it.

“What did you do to this lake?” Cassie asked Camden. “What were you trying to cover up?”

“Cover up?” Camden asked. “KRSL wasn’t trying to cover up anything. We were just cleaning up after ourselves. We weren...

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 38

We took the boat the long way around the lake, sticking to the shoreline instead of cutting across anywhere, making sure we got a good look at every nook and cranny where a boat might be found.

Funny enough, for as much ground as we covered, we never saw any of the other rescuers. It was like their script was telling them to avoid us to make us feel isolated on a wild lake. Carousel would be able to take the footage and make it look like that was reasonable, but anyone who actually saw ...

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Carousel Book Eight, Chapter 37

This was one of those rare storylines we played in the age of cell phones. None of them were smartphones, of course, but that didn't matter when the nine missing boats failed to arrive in time for weigh-in. People in the audience who had shown up to see the awards ceremony started calling their friends and family out on the boats.

No one answered.

Anna was calling her dad from her character's cell phone, and like everyone else, it rang unanswered and went to voicemail.

Antoi...

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