‘Ray didn’t tell me,’ Elle said, gesturing to Leo’s swollen jaw, recomposing her face as soon as it fell. Leo looked as though he’d travelled by sea: eyes bloodshot, damp look about his clothes. His crinkly hair was matted, tied back ...Read on!
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I fall onto my knees and tear at the soil, rip my fingernails into it. The soil is damp at first, but dry dirt beneath. I rest back on my haunches. My shoulders are shaking. I’m laughing....Read on!