an ordinary day of family troubles in this paranormal slice of life
"Chris is in the fourth grade so I'm allowed to walk with him sometimes. I was suppose to go to his house, but his mom and dad wanted to talk to him about something he saw last night. He told me but I didn't know what it meant and he called me a baby."
"I'm not a baby!" Boyd says. He gripped the straps of his backpack and doubled his stride along the sidewalk stepping ahead of Chris.
"Yes you are." Chris replied..."
This is a work of fiction, the product of the author's imagination used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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