Knock, Knock

There’s a kind of quiet that feels like your ribs are waiting to snap.

That’s what the drive did to me.

Red Eden wasn’t taunting. He wasn’t challenging.

He was inviting.

Like a wolf laying out the carpet for the lamb pretending it ain’t made of skin.

And I wasn’t pretending either.

I wasn’t the ...

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