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Submitted to Contest #295
Jess woke to the sound of her father’s worn boots scraping the floor. The front door squeaked in protest as he eased it closed. She leapt from her bed. She followed behind him, cat slippers gliding over rough cobblestone. He stopped, sensing a presence, but shook it off and continued forward. No time to waste. They made it to the Alley without encountering another soul. Jess watched as her dad stepped between the ice cream shop and the used bookstore and vanished into the blackness. She tried to follow him, but her heart hammered her to the ...
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