Supply Closet [Part 6]
Tight Spaces
Standing beside me at the end of the bed, Clair slipped her coat off. It fell to the floor in a heap with a “whump” of air, and Tom’s eyes went wide.
It was easy to see why.
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Standing beside me at the end of the bed, Clair slipped her coat off. It fell to the floor in a heap with a “whump” of air, and Tom’s eyes went wide.
It was easy to see why.