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Chapter 2 Coca-Cola

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Chapter 2 Coca-Cola

Abby awoke, opened the trunk lid, and hopped out into a well-appointed hotel room. She glanced through the drapes and discovered herself to be five stories above a gas-lit city street. A horse and buggy drove by, then another, bumping over cobblestones and rails.

ch.3. breslow's depth

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ch.3. breslow's depth

The next day he took Owen to a Chevy Chase mansion and began showing him around. "The Society will be headquartered here," Alvirez explained. "You see how close it is to your house. When members donate blood I'll be able to get it to you quickly."

Owen wandered from room to room. "How do you pay for this?" he asked.

"You can't break just one law," Alvirez answered.

[ Kyle, Lee. 'Chapter 9: Secret Society.' Let Me In 2. FanFiction Net (2011) ]

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Chapter 1 Survival (Both Kinds)

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Part 1: Camelot

Chapter 1 Survival (Both Kinds)

Abby twisted blood from her dress like rust from an iron bridge. The dead dust swirled within the car's empty confines, making Constance hoot with delight. A reaction that made no sense given how dark it was. But there was a lot about Constance that didn't make sense. Abby's fellow stowaway had been locked away for a reason.

The Holy Grail

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Prequel to Let Me In and Let Me In 2. Abby and Constance enter Atlanta in 1887. Constance catches a vision of a better life, leading Abby to take up an impossible quest. "Two known nothings can produce an undefined something. That's what we will be. Abby divided by Constance: indeterminate."

ch.2. the wee-vee

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ch.2. the wee-vee

"Where would we live?" Owen asked.
"In Chevy Chase. That's a suburb of Washington, D.C.
It's close to the hospital where I'll be getting Abby's blood."

[ Kyle, Lee. '9. Secret Society' Let Me In 2. FanFiction.net (2011) ]

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ch.1. diabetes mellitus

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Ch.1. diabetes mellitus

"I don't know where we are," he said. "We need better maps. Close-in maps showing just this area. We need to find the nearest trails."

"This is a good hiding place," Abby replied. "The road south of here, that used to be the Unicoi Turnpike. It doesn't look like it's important now. And these mountains used to have Indians in them. Not anymore."

[ Kyle, Lee. 'Chapter 8: Cherokee.' Let Me In 2. FanFiction Net (2011) ]

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Victims

Who are the people that Eli and Oskar feed on in order to live?

James

I have to change. I will. I will. Then I will have my wife and daughter back.

coalesce

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Yet another small detour addition to Lee Kyle's fan fic novel "Let Me In 2." This one - coalesce - occurs starting near the end of LMI2's "Chapter 8: Cherokee."

I'll post it here in parts and then submit it when I get to chapter boundaries. Any comments/critique/edits are welcome!

And thanks to Lee Kyle for allowing me to post this, a fan fic based on his.

Chapter 62: Midnight Flight of Fancy

They carefully eased the kitchen door closed behind them, tiptoed down the steps and moved quietly across the lawn toward the pool. Oskar hesitated a moment, glanced back at Hannah’s porch steps, and despite his attempts to stop it, relived that moment when Adrian had tried his best to take Hannah from them forever. He had seen it himself through her eyes, despite her attempts to keep it from him and, at inopportune moments, it replayed itself without warning.

Chapter 61: Reconciliation

Richard and Elaine looked up when they heard the kitchen door open.

“Mr. Dawson? Can I talk to you?”

Elaine immediately got up and headed up the stairs. “You’re on your own, Rich. I have some…housecleaning to do and laundry to fold. She winked at Hannah.

Hannah smiled gratefully, then sat down at the table, across from Dr. Dawson. “Has Mrs. Dawson talked to you? I mean, about Jack? And me?”

“Yes, she has, Hannah. And I can certainly see why you’re so uncomfortable.”

“Eli’s sure I should let this happen, Mr. Dawson, but I think it’s … not right.”

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