Page 34 of Haze of Obedience
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"I'm sorry?"
"I'm a flight attendant."
My chest tightens. I close my eyes.
You must have been too high to remember.
"I apologize. I...I—"
"It's fine. Don't worry about it." Julieta walks over to the wall and sits.
Penelope and I follow.
"How long have you been here?" I ask her.
"Not sure. Several months."
"In this pit?" I cry out.
Her voice lowers. "Yeah. But it's better than being with Jonas Torres."
