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night page | night page

rebbecca-hill's picture
Mar.06.2012
I don’t usually take night walks alone. Inclined to join the crisp night air,I turn off the stove. Dinner will stay warm.Flashlight in hand, bright stars,movement in the shrubs sends a shutter, thenthe familiar sound of startled deer—two of them,as they look up to see who’s there, only their dark...