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Submitted to Contest #98
Tessa paced a short, tight line in front of the raging river in the dying light."Damn it," she whispered. "Damn it to heck." Tears threatened to spill. This morning's freak storm could very well mean her death.The freedom Tessa had stolen was sealed up in a box on the other side. Had to bury it yesterday on account that Don nearly caught her and she'd panicked. And yesterday the river had been a mere trickle. Now if she wanted to go up to the road and back down again instead of across the river, it would take way too long and her chance...
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