The salty breeze felt brittle on the skin. It had to be done.
She had been on the run now for days. Running away from family, running away from her abusers and running away from life. She clenched her fists underneath her overcoat and swallowed down hard sobs she had promised not to shed anymore.
This is an excerpt from my new short story 'Closure'
Read the whole thing here on Your Story Club: Closure by rained-on parade
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