Jane Doe was eating clover back by the fire pit several evenings in a row. Even odder, she was by herself when she came to nibble on the blooming white flowers. I don't know if her fawn was hidden back in the brush by the property line. I hope they are somewhere safe.
Kickstarter Friday
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Some Fiction Campaigns That Are Worth Studying and Backing… I do this every
Friday when I have a few campaigns I think are worth putting here. I will
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