The silence shuffles. His heart leaps to his throat. He dares not turn, lest the package rustle, but he twists his eyeballs till they hurt and there stands Big Sister. Heart slides back to his toes, eyes squeezing shut… never to see the manicured hand also creeping for a taffy. Marigold Packwood is just a … Continue reading MARIGOLD PACKWOOD: Caught
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