Mattis’ Monster
The days were long, with burning sunlight on the preschool’s red brick roof and mirror-bright slide and an almost unreal blue sky between the flimsy…
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The days were long, with burning sunlight on the preschool’s red brick roof and mirror-bright slide and an almost unreal blue sky between the flimsy…
After 25 years it probably wasn’t even the same door, but it could have been. It led to the same school, the same fetid swamp…
Timmy ran through the bunched up bulk of faded fall leaves. He cornered the edge of the playground, the swings still flowing back and forth…
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