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The Game
The Game By Cassandra Morgan In the late afternoons, when the sun started to fade, our home was dark and lonely. When I got home from work, it felt lifeless and empty. I walked into the living room, and Zoe wasn't there. I went to the kitchen. Nothing there, either. Zoe was that way. She could be gregarious, the life of the party. But she was happy alone, too, getting lost in her own thoughts, retreating into herself. Finally, I found her in the den, sitting in the big leather...