📚 Escape, Right There In Your Hands
Your body might have to stay, but your mind does not.
It was a big wicker basket and it sat by the front door.
Why the front door? I don’t know. We never used the front door.
We lived in the Northeast, after all. Strangers and ambulance guys came throug…
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