Friday the 13th fiction
They left at daybreak. Dust flying from under their parched heels.
Baby bounced as she looked over her mother's shoulder. The toddler clung to the pallu as his tiny feet tried hard to keep up, making him rush forward everytime the cloth was pulled straight.
The bus left just as they broke into a run.
Baby bounced as she looked over her mother's shoulder. The toddler clung to the pallu as his tiny feet tried hard to keep up, making him rush forward everytime the cloth was pulled straight.
The bus left just as they broke into a run.
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