BURLAP BAGS AND BROKEN PLANS

Tessa's point of view

The first light of dawn was barely stretching over the jagged hills when we moved out, like thieves slipping from the shadows. In our case, we were thieves, technically. Food thieves. Identity thieves. Hope thieves, maybe.

Ares led the way, his pace fast and no-nonsense as usua...

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