Chapter 21 The Crumbling Path

The sun had become a thin outline, a discoloration in a watery hue, and hung low on the horizon as we finally reached the cliff's edge.

"Mama, my legs hurt," Leo was saying, faintly tugging on my hand.

"I know, my baby. Just a little farther," I persuaded him, reliving my shoulder of the duffel's ...

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