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As she walked around the curve in the road, she slowed, dragging her feet through the gravel and dust. She could handle it, she thought, the note weighting down her backpack. How would they react? She knew if she could just explain […]
I hear the shuffle of steps below but can’t make out the quiet conversation. It is too late or maybe too early for visitors.I slip out my window and look over the porch rail, but it is too dark with the streetlights […]