This last Saturday, on June 27th, I got to meet one of my favorite musicians, Colbie […]
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Small Things takes place in Carthage, Illinois, where I grew up. All of the places in […]
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Katy felt like she was going to cry again. Ben had left to find a first aid kit, and she was terrified to be in the strange hotel room all alone. She carefully washed out her wound with soap and water, but it still looked awful and felt worse. She could barely comprehend the fact that she had almost been killed tonight. She’d always assumed the dreams were a product of some disturbed part of her mind, her imagination running rampant, but all of that had changed. Thank God Ben had been there to wake her.

— Threads, Chapter 20