Hoping He’ll Miss Me by Mikaela Shea

“I open my eyes and remember I’m not at home in the safety of a room full of siblings. I turn my head toward Ina just in time to see the man swing the blunt side of the axe down and demolish her peacefully sleeping face. This is the sound of the egg cracking, but so loud my ear buzzes.”


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