Chapter 52: The Pastor’s Daughter and the Cream Puff
The morning cicadas chirped piercingly through the stagnant, hot air. Celia opened her eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for three seconds before realizing she had been woken up…
The morning cicadas chirped piercingly through the stagnant, hot air. Celia opened her eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for three seconds before realizing she had been woken up…