THE HORSE BROKE THROUGH OUR KITCHEN DOOR—AND I WOKE UP TO A NIGHTMARE
I’m still not fully awake, and I can’t quite piece together how it all happened. One minute I’m lying in bed, thinking it’s just another typical Thursday morning, and then I hear this strange dragging noise outside—like metal scraping against wood. I thought maybe the garbage bins had tipped over again or something along those…
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