Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. "I know what went in there." He — Amy LaPalme, AfterLife
Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. "I know what went in there." He — Amy LaPalme, AfterLife
Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. "I know what went in there." He — Amy LaPalme, AfterLife
Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. "I know what went in there." He — Amy LaPalme, AfterLife
Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. "I know what went in there." He — Amy LaPalme, AfterLife
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Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked. "I know what went in there." He smiled, looking mysterious. Troy's mother worked in the cafeteria.Sherri immediately dropped the turkey roll.

— Amy LaPalme, AfterLife
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More “Afterlife” Quotes

True spiritual love is not a feeble imitation and anticipation of death, but a triumph over death, not a separation of t — Vladimir Sergeyevich Solovyov, The Meaning of Love
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