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Walked Away; A Flash Fiction.

The sticks always made identical noises when I stomped on them as we stumbled under the trees giggling and grabbing on to each other. “Over there,” he said pulling me into the bushes. “Okay,” I said giggling and following him. He pulled me against him and I pressed my lips into his for one long… Continue reading Walked Away; A Flash Fiction.