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“Hey, Craige, wanna hear something crazy Gramps said?” Ryan jogged up to the older man and beamed, eager to tell Craige his story.
The man sagged and stopped piling hay on the ornate wooden table, his sinewy neck rolled regretfully to look at the much taller obnoxious man. His…
I slowly open my eyes, but I see nothing. My head is pounding and the side of my face is swollen. I feel the ground moving under me, blades of grass dulled by a thin fabric. I smell the cool autumn night mixed with warm blood and burlap. I…