Letters from the Queen by Mars D. Gill
Summer of 1984. A pair of hands scooped me out from under the table. My uncle led me outside into the dark, hollow night and placed me up on a pedestal. Now I was taller than him and able to see above the fence. But I refused, eyes pinched tightly. Tears rained down my face, … Continue reading Letters from the Queen by Mars D. Gill
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