Day: March 6, 2018

  • Finding Gratitude, Part 17

    I opened my eyes. Merryl glared back at me, but this time she had brought friends. A quick count gave me about a half-dozen adults. They were all in business attire. Blacksmith aprons, shop shirts, bakers and butchers, the last of which was carrying a rather large cleaver that I didn’t want any closer to me. They all followed Merryl, and were glaring at me too. Not again. I groaned, and looked up at the […]

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