
Well, at least Sierra showed
some kind of emotion for a change. I was beginning to wonder if she had it in her. She slapped Angel, but good, for her infidelity. Quickly...let's move on. I can't help it. I
really do not like Sierra at all!

What's this??? Poor Sierra was struck by lightening. She had been in the hot tub...she was wet...there was lightening. Must have been all that metal in her brain that attracted the lightening.

Uh...where's the grim reaper??? Don't you want her??? Well, she's not going to stay here littering up my patio like this! Mr. Reaper???

The grim reaper finally came for poor Sierra, leaving only a tombstone to remember her by. As Sierra left, Renaud accepted Angel's invitation to move in. RIP Sierra...please.
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