M. every day.Making sure the neighbors didn’t see her, she crawled through the yard like a Marine on a mission, slipping onto the porch and finding the key to her day under the mat, as usual. She grabbed a small snack, one that wouldn’t be noticed as missing since her son helped himself often as not, then took a hot shower while her clothes went through the washer.Careful to dry the tub as well as herself when finished, she afforded herself the one time a day to examine her own likeness in the homeowner’s mirror. The face that stared back at her wasn’t unattractive: shoulder length red hair, a few freckles, a small set of perky tits.But it wasn’t her. Was it?She often tried to connect the dots. She remembered Nicky, sort of remembered Corinne, and there was one other person before that, who was all but gone from her memory. Now, she was just ... Audrey. Or was it Amber? No, Amber was who she was supposed to be, who she was scheduled to become, or so Master had told her.Why wasn’t she. ”“He did that for me, even after what I had done,” she said. “So I would get the part.”“I think he beat him up because of what he made you do,” I said and she said “Yeah, I know.”Then she sighed and said “And I didn't really care then. About Tobey. Because I thought now I was going to be this big movie star. Walk of fame and red carpets and all that crap.”She put the cigarette out in the ashtray and then she picked up her phone. “The movie sucks anyway” she said, scrolling through her contacts list and then she called someone, and when they picked up she said “Hey, it's Natalie. Could you come over?” and then “Cool, thanks” and she hung up.“Do you want me to leave?” I said and she said “No, I'm just getting some pot” and I said “But you said...”“Yeah, whatever” she said. “I have an audition in two days, I need to unwind.”And then about fifteen minutes later someone was at the lobby entrance and she got up and buzzed him in and then she said “You should probably hide in the bedroom or.
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