How Far Would You Go to See a Tree?
December 21st 2011 The baby’s head pressed firmly into my ribcage; the mother kept cracking her own head sharply on my bony shoulder, though this didn’t seem to disturb her sleep.<span><span><span><span><span> Abby dozed fitfully against the window on the opposite side. Our bags were crammed in around our feet. <span>There was no way I could move.
And all I could see in front
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