Katy Mitchell
Katy sat on the cold concrete, her black patent leather shoes tapping impatiently against the ground. The crisp autumn air nipped at her exposed legs beneath the pleated skirt of her school uniform. She hugged her book bag close, as if it could shield her from the disappointment of another forgotten pickup. Glancin...
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