Corey left another text for his mistress before deleting the conversation. Three weeks and no sign of April. No texts, no calls, not even a social media post. Corey sat in hopeless worry.
If anything happened to her, her husband would be there, he thought. Unless, he was the bad thing that happened to her.
“Fuck,” he said quietly to himself. Corey touched a blue square on his phone screen and logged in as April. Somebody’s got to know something.
He scrolled:
Mercedes Jones
“Have you tried the gum?” #Blessed
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David Patterson
“This gum will change your life.” #Blessed
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Nancy Marie
“young people waist all there time on social medic and im sick of it” #okayboomeristhenword
Kim Jordan
“My god, are people still talking about the gum?”
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Calvin Hunt
“This gum is the key to mindfulness that I have been seeking my whole existence.” #Blessed
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Jeanette Gordon
“What is this gum even everybody is talking about?”
Bill Smith
“Gum is life.” #Blessed
Bills Mith
“Gum is life.” #Blessed
Bethany Walker
“I don’t chew gum. Why do people keep on offering?”
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“Are you still on social media,” Lyla’s question startled her husband as Corey continued to stare and scroll.
Corey nodded. “A bunch of people are talking about some gum thing. I haven’t seen any commercials for it or anything. It looks like a weird cult or something.”
“Maybe you’re the one in the weird cult!” Lyla snapped back.
“What are you chewing?”