Criminal
Valentine
Phoebe Judge
I didn't want to be anywhere else. I kept thinking about the heat wave in Chicago when I was nine. My mother dragged the mattresses off of our beds and put them outside. On New Year's Eve, she would always set up Twinkies and root beer and create a string maze through all the rooms of the house.
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