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Chicken that I am, I felt safer with the four of us together even if I was the only adult and my companions were small boys who were more concerned about farting than getting out of here alive, and a small dog who looked like Toto and would protect us perhaps from a rat, but not much else. It was time to move.
It got darker, but I could still see the outlines of the cave. Right away the single tunnel turned into a maze of more...
The Secret of Kite Hill Copyright 2014 For Saskia
Was it a small light? Maybe a flashlight? But it wasn’t necessarily shining, it was more like a reflection, like a cat’s eye at...