He had seen this face before –
not quite contorted in rage, but barely restrained; tensed with the effort of keeping a tantrum in check while negotiating an incline made of steep and jagged rocks. “WHAT DID YOU—“ He ran, as quickly as the wet rocks would allow, over to his now-struggling-to-get-up stepfather. He didn’t look hurt. Their eyes met, and the […]
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