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My trek was a lonely one, weighed down by grief and a sort of hopelessness that can only come from losing everything... everyone... I had no place ..
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Little did I know I had been being watched that entire time I was caring for Scout. I wouldn’t find that out, in fact, for years to come, but..
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Five mostly uneventful years had passed, and I found myself and Scout wandering the deepest pockets of the savanna, hardly touched by outside custo..
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13-year-old Aqui runs away, finds herself in the care of a manipulative genetics scientist, and has to find a way out.
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Chapter 1
I looked back at the dark house behind me. The only light that remained lit was the bathroom light… my brother must have forgott..
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Chapter 7
Through my unopened eyelids I could sense the sun beginning to rise through the trees. How far had I run? Was it far enough? Was it wor..
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Chapter 11
The first time I was well enough to venture downstairs and eat dinner with their… family, I suppose you could call it, although..
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Funny little things bring smiles.
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Moving growing changing starting over!
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I went to work on the day between Sunday and Monday.
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