The Horned Horror
Every boy at the lunch table was leaning forward. Steve was almost drooling, his mouth hanging slack. Julian picked at a pimple while staring at…
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Every boy at the lunch table was leaning forward. Steve was almost drooling, his mouth hanging slack. Julian picked at a pimple while staring at…
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