“I could swear it was here.” Ciara thought. “I’m way too young to be losing my mind.” Though talking to yourself would surely constitute otherwise. She looked under the stack of papers on her desk. She checked between the couch cushions. “Someone ate my snickers. If I find out whom, I’m going to smack them!”

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