Meeting June

"Maryelle Abe. I'm sorry I'm no fun!" She laughed. "But where are you, June, and why don't you speak?"

Maryelle was puzzled at the lack of visual substance around her. The air was crisp, the grass luscious, but bodily form to the monotone voice. She sighed with slight irritation at the fact that she could not see who she was communicating with. "I must look like an absolute fool." She laughed.

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