The Hollow Garden
The morning was a lie. Bright, warm, and deceptively calm, it coaxed me into a sense of safety. Mom was at her hospital shift, Dad was out on his delivery...
The morning was a lie. Bright, warm, and deceptively calm, it coaxed me into a sense of safety. Mom was at her hospital shift, Dad was out on his delivery...
Listening to the woods...
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