...“Hey!!” I yell, tugging back with all my might. The tension only increases and I am being dragged across the pavement. I feel the eyes of everybody in the awning fall on the scene. why doesn’t anybody help?! I think desperately...
Tag: LA
The Case of the White Horse Mob
Greetings! for my first post I present to you all a story--that does not have a middle or ending
The Irregular Undómiel 