A short story by Jolene Rice Written for A Writers’ Shindig Part 1 A job Cassandra stopped. Rain was seeping through the taped hole in her raincoat. Wiggling her toes inside the boots was squishy. The waterproofing was long gone. In her wildest dreams, she never imagined it would take this long. How many stories floatedContinue reading “AN OILY MESS”
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