Then I realized that I wasn’t dreaming and that she was actually standing over my bed. She had a hypodermic needle in her hand. I started screaming, and she ran. Ray came running into my room, tucking in his shirt. “I was in the bathroom,” he said. “What happened?” When I told him, he got out his...
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The clothes I made were simple, pants and shirts for the men and simple shifts for women. I didn’t bother with zippers or buttons but ties out of the same material. None of us were interested in shoes. Our lives were simple, serene, and fertile. Then one day J...
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Quincy patted my hand, “I wanted to meet with you before court started. Did you get any sleep last night? You look so stressed.” “I didn’t sleep a wink. I’m so worried about everyone believing Reverend Jacobs.” “I’m so sorry I didn’t meet with you...
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