Small Things takes place in Carthage, Illinois, where I grew up. All of the places in […]
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Shawn looked back and forth between Jenny and the fortune teller. Why didn’t she want the money? And then the woman turned to Shawn, and she looked so beautiful she almost seemed to glow. She smiled, and it made his entire body tingle, his reservations about everything else forgotten.

— Sundown Rising