A Curse Upon Thee 2-33

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Alright. Enough. Chad O’Donaghue frowned as the bell to Granny’s diner chimed loud above his head, the young man pushing his way past the glass. The door swung shut, the chill of the Maine dawn left behind and his eyes took in the empty diner; the air missing the distinct smell of fresh-brewed crude oil…

“This… this is my fault.”  It was the same thing she’d muttered over and over since they’d left the castle — three times in the last hour even — and Mulan seemingly hadn’t gotten tired of parroting the sentence on repeat. The trek back from the ruined castle didn’t have a soundtrack, unless you counted…

The coffee was still warm in his hand — not piping hot, because he wasn’t stupid — but still warm when Finn finally spotted her. “Mornin’, Effie.” The woman most in Storybrooke knew as Effie sat bundled up outside Granny’s Diner, layered four different oversized sweaters deep — and at least half that many knitted…

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