160-One Bad Decision

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Bellamy: Many years Ago: "The field is a blessing to our pack," my dad uttered while having dinner with us. Our pack was quite wealthy, richer than many others, mainly because we would sell Lord Bernard Henbane. "That's what I'm saying," mom replied. We used to dine alone, just the three of us. It made us feel like a family without anyone else listening in. "Then why the heck is Monique asking for more supply?" Dad put his napkin aside after wiping his mouth clean and complained. I'd heard about the witchy lady. She was so demanding. Most of the time, my parents would be under a lot of stress because of her. But when she wouldn't interfere, everything would proceed normally. "She's claiming she needs it for some spell she's creating," Mom sighed and shook her head. "That's ridicul

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