Salvatore Arnoldo

Avalon

Molly sank into her mattress and watches the early morning light bleed through the cracks in the blinds. One moment melted into the next, and her cat was stretching itself across one of the pillows, which had been tossed haphazardly down the foot of the bed at some point in the night…

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