Rosie Makes a Mess of Things by Maria Johnson

Despite following the faint trail through the mayapples, Larry and Trevor dead-ended at a large pile of brush, no Rosie or dog in sight. Larry looked up through the trees, and noted that the shade of the canopy couldn’t hide the fact that evening was nearly upon them. He guessed they had about half an...

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Maria Johnson
Maria Johnson
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