Friday’s Page 69 ~ You Can’t Hide
Poppy glanced around the room again. The orphans’ memories still clung to her skin, like the muck of the river. She had to leave this room now – she couldn’t bear the lingering claustrophobia of the water.
Poppy glanced around the room again. The orphans’ memories still clung to her skin, like the muck of the river. She had to leave this room now – she couldn’t bear the lingering claustrophobia of the water.