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Tears trickled down Ginger’s face, and these weren’t blue in color.
“You made us! You created a whole new universe of ours, and you created Haa…”
Wobbly said interrupting… “Happiness. Doesn’t that make you glad?”
Pristly changed subjects to things like whirling wonders and flowing skies, as Ginger lay
chickened beneath the mother of lapis rocks that encaved her like cupping her beneath
its palms. Her new found friends slept across her and across the fire as it tried to burn
and light up the dark memories.
Chapter 5
