Trapped in Memory – Dan Le Fever
“Touchdown in T-minus fifteen,” a crackling voice said over the comm channel.
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“Touchdown in T-minus fifteen,” a crackling voice said over the comm channel.
Before the summer I turned twelve, plants had seemed innocuous: sometimes pretty, mostly boring, perennial background filler.
Boxes form a solid wall in the back of the SUV, preventing me from getting one last look at our house.
My little sister Brigid was born when I was four years old.