Soaked

Their feet were pounding as fast as they could manage. The two of them were laughing as they ran, twisting though the alleys of the adjoining cul-de-sacs. "This is your fault!" yelled Bill. "What?" cried Jim. "You came up with the idea!" They paused around the corner, hiding, panting, shushing each other, listening out for … Continue reading Soaked

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