Of Skinned Knees and Nettle Stings by Miss Leona Barker
All she wanted was to go out and, I don’t know, climb a tree or something. Q heads out into the woods near her house to escape her responsibilities, but the short walk to clear her head ends up being a lot longer than expected when she finds herself, suddenly, very far from home. With no way to return. … Continue reading Of Skinned Knees and Nettle Stings by Miss Leona Barker
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