The Midnight Drink
The Midnight Drink I The blizzard hit Chicago on a Wednesday, which was unlucky because Wednesday was the only night Elena Vasquez could slip out of the house without her mother asking questions. The snow came down so hard that the streetlights turned into halos, and the whole south side of the city looked like it had been painted in a single shade of white. Elena stood in the doorway of a...
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