In the Cabin – True Image
November 28, 2016
“There it is,” boomed the giant, startling me out of my daydream. “My cabin.” My eyes followed the broad sweep of his long arm.
“There it is,” boomed the giant, startling me out of my daydream. “My cabin.” My eyes followed the broad sweep of his long arm.
I fled behind a brick wall and slumped to the damp ground, burying my face in my arms and wishing that I’d never come—that I’d never even contemplated coming to the party.