Blemishes and Confidants: A Countersink Scene

The vision knocked the wind out of her, but then again, they always did. They sent her reeling backwards and she grabbed for something to hold onto so she wouldn’t slip. She knocked a row of shampoo bottles off the ledge. Like clockwork, Tawnee knocked on the bathroom door. “Jane?” “Yeah?” “You okay? Did you... Continue Reading →

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