Engines Overhead Chapter I: Sweeping Curtains

“If you hear a plane, you come right back inside and draw the curtains. Got it?” Emily had always wondered what they looked like—planes. Were they like the small black birds that settled into the reaching arms of the strewn trees, and rustled the leaves like it was their own feathers, while they cawed at […]

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SWAG BAG opening...

This usually takes some time, the wrapper is everywhere, ugh…

SWAG BAG opening...

This usually takes some time, the wrapper is everywhere, ugh…