Three Line Tales – When Life Doesn’t Give You Lemons

Grasping fingers, stained with dirt and ash and filth, wrap around a lemon's rough skin. She grabs it and runs, melting into the crowd, just another dirty face in ragged clothes. They'll never notice one missing, she tells herself, and she needs to eat. This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running... Continue Reading →

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