Second 'Excerpt' Chapter I
Lauren turned the volume down on her cell phone as she passed her Dad's bedroom. He was snoring. That's good, she thought. He was in a deep sleep. She tiptoed down ten steps to the kitchen. A kitchen that still smelled of homemade chili. She stood for a moment at the backdoor, daring not to look back. If she did, she might change her mind. She had to be brave. No turning back. Not now. She opened the door, hugged her backpack close to her breast and headed for the backyard. Then from the winter night, Jessie's football arms embraced her. "Let's go," she said.
Till next time,
Purple Dog
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