Adam There was a spider on the ceiling. The shadow was illuminated by the single nightlight that came from a corner of the room. It dangled above my head like a bungee jumper at the edge of a bridge. If it were to begin its slow descent, its destination was looking to be the cave…
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Flower Eighteen: Yew–Sadness
Emma We decided to help Ms. Daphne and her crew plant trees early the next morning. I loved the work. There was something about the smell of soil and the sight of green that cleared my head and left me refreshed. I even started to hum a little tune. After patting down the soil where…
