
Abby Griffin
Joined December 2021
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Wild Night
At least we had seen the deer, if only briefly before it had collided with my Mom’s fabled Mercury Sable. The owl, however, had come out of nowhere. Screeching into the beam of light thrown by the headlights and slapping against the windshield the next second.
By Abby Griffin4 years ago in Fiction


