She walked in with a backpack made of blue duct-tape hung over one shoulder and a toddler balanced on her hip like she'd been doing it for years. A hulking guy in a brown muscle-shirt came in behind her, closing a lacy blue parasol. I figured the parasol was to block the blistering mid-May sun. Arizona summers were brutal, especially on little kids. The girl glided past my desk on killer knee-high boots and went to speak to one of the tired, sweaty counselors slumped at a computer beneath one of the blasting AC vents.
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1 SnapshillBot 2019-07-25
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1 Rentokill_boy 2019-07-25
this book sounds amazing where can I pick up a copy
1 itsnotmyfault 2019-07-25
https://www.fictionpress.com/s/3314442/2/I-Hear-the-Bones-Singing
1 Rentokill_boy 2019-07-25
agh god it hurts to read
1 VanillaReign 2019-07-25
Right?? Everyone knows the past tense of glide is glid.
1 FailAllAspects 2019-07-25
Jesus christ. I’ve in better writing in high school classrooms.
1 aqouta 2019-07-25
Enby? Is that a weird phonetic spelling if non binary?
1 WakeMeUpInsidePNG 2019-07-25
Good.