Betsy Schow

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Dear Grimm, we’re not in Emerald anymore

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First, I spit out a mouthful of dirt. Then, I screamed at the sky. “That’s it! I’ve had it! Everything is trying to kill me! All I did was make one stupid wish. Aladdin made three. I’m the hero of this story, so where’s my happy ending, already? It’s not fair

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Hope is like a balloon. It seems like it swells up just so someone else can pop it in your face

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Snark is a fabulous defense mechanism

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You never know what you're gonna find when you look under those covers - grandma or the wolf