SHORT STORY: Bare Bones

It was late. Dark. A soft wind wrestled with the tips of Emma's hair as they scrambled their way through the thick barrage of trees. Caleb tugged her lightly from ahead, hand loosely gripping hers as he guided her to Sawyer's Pond. She knew they shouldn't be going there and the knots in the pit … Continue reading SHORT STORY: Bare Bones

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