‘SKIN GAMES‘ by Adam Pepper She’s crouched in the corner, her heart racing. A small hint of light slips in through the crack. . Why? Why is Baba so stubborn? . Heavy pounding, Arms banging the glass door. She squirms. . “Just open up, old man. We’re coming in one way or another, so just […]
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