blood smell, no basement. Hand-drawn charts of human meridians hung on
k to twenty, back to when her
f a rocking chair, followed
om barefoot and rushed d
ly swollen. Her grandfather, Cary Ashley. He had married into the Santos medical line, and Alexis had taken her grandmother's surname, Santos
nd hugged the old man's legs. She buried her face in his knees, and
ller, and his rough palm
iddo? Did you ha
grind herbs and pat her head. Alexis forced
very long dream. B
sharp glint flashing thr
boy said he's coming over today. Weren't
e exact day Bertrand used his mother's headache as an excuse to trick her into becoming the Williams f
rom outside the yard gate, follo
u home? I have somethi
oice, cloyi
fro
g, making all that rack
up and dusted
t. I'll go see w
nod
s you, Grandpa will blas
a pale pink ruffled dress, her blonde curls shining in the sun, the brown beauty mark under
locked on the outstretched hand, and s
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