When Sally Met Harry
misfit mind Sally crept through the cool darkness in her nightie, her bare feet treading as carefully as possible to avoid making any unwanted noise that might give her away. She knew the area perfectly well and in the dim starlight had little trouble finding her way. He isn’t far now. It had taken her three weeks to get to this far and this time she wasn’t turning back. At first she could barely climb out of her bedroom window
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