Writer: Kari Treese

All the Dead Things Come Back to Haunt Me After You Leave

All the Dead Things Come Back to Haunt Me After You Leave

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You asked me three times to clean the smudge off the ceiling. I said I would but I kept forgetting. I think this is one reason. more

Mile 183

Mile 183

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Her sigh woke us—Dad from his silent, attentive driving, and us from our screens in the backseat. more