“Neve!” Marin caught her friend before she could go pitching face-first into the snow, holding her up as Neve twisted, looking back toward the ravine. “It’s the Grays,” she gasped, wide-eyed gaze returning to Marin, flicking toward Thom and J.T., … Continue reading Thirty-two – 05
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