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Tasha

By Roxanne Johnson

Copyright 2011 Roxanne Johnson

Smashwords Edition

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Dedicated to my friends, Madison Davidson and Nakita Rowat, for insisting I keep writing them new portions of the book and forcing me to finish it! If it wasn't for them, this story would never have been completed.




The rain poured down, blurring the surrounding woods. Tasha stopped running to study the area. She was lost, very lost, but unable to admit it. Her head ached and her stomach felt sick. Her legs were weak, reminding her that she'd been running for a long time.

Taking a deep breath, she sank down into the rough grass, her mind drifting back to the beginning of this nightmare.

"Hey girl," a black-haired lady greeted her as she exited the bathroom of the airport.

"Do I know you?" Tasha had frowned. She was supposed to be meeting her dad at the airport, but his flight was running late.

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