Mary paused in the bedroom door. Her mother was sitting on her bed, staring out the window and holding something in her lap. It was strange to see her so still, so quiet. She felt a tremor of unease in her stomach. “Mom? Are you ok
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Thank you! I was a little worried writing this and its companion ( Disappear) because they're set in a world I've been working on for mumblemuttertwelveyears a long while. I was afraid that knowing things too well might work against me for actually telling the stories. I'm really glad you enjoyed it. :)
Thank you! I got some really high praise from my sweetie after he read this one - he said he teared up. It's kind of odd to be delighted to make people sad, you know? But also neat. :)
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