March 15, 2017

Day 57: With Words

Capture Your 365 Day 57: With Words.
"He looked down at my cup and his little, bony fingers started crawling towards it.
I snatched it in front of him, pulling it closer to me.
“Never. Touch. My. Coffee.” My voice sounded colder than I meant."
― Tia Artemis, The Death's Daughter

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