The scrawny teenage boy shoved Olivia, still bound, gagged, and blindfolded to the ground. In the brief moments before impact she tried her
The Camper was a small, dilapidated thing. It was maybe ten feet long, obviously a traveler. "How old do you think it is?" Kevin
The man in the black t-shirt and dirty jeans was watching her. By now Tina was sure of it. She glanced up from her Sociology book, careful
I can see her now, long blonde hair cascading down her body, her smile with teeth so white, and those ocean eyes. Alexa. I long for her
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