Image by Mary Shipman
‘But the man said you shouldn’t go in the old farmhouse, Justin…’
‘Our one source of light and warmth is about burn out, we have no more firewood and it’s going to be a cold night. There’s bound to be some old planks in the farmhouse we can use.’
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