“Aim for the heart.” Dee’s damp hands close over mine and I’m embraced by summer…
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“Wait.” Acrid smoke smell, dry texts and notes on fire. Rank. Below that, smells of…
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“Aim for the heart.” Dee’s damp hands close over mine and I’m embraced by summer…
Continue Reading“Wait.” Acrid smoke smell, dry texts and notes on fire. Rank. Below that, smells of…
Continue Reading