The Chase
#WritcoStoryPrompt2
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush. Her belief that she was properly hidden was just her illusion rigmaroling as usual.
She looked ahead, trying to gauge the crowd, questioning her intentions of coming out. She always wondered if exposing the...
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush. Her belief that she was properly hidden was just her illusion rigmaroling as usual.
She looked ahead, trying to gauge the crowd, questioning her intentions of coming out. She always wondered if exposing the...