Short-listed Entry: Fiction Category
By: Sarah Wallenfang
Every morning Mrs. Fields took a walk through the Woods. And every morning it seemed as if she disappeared into the wild, green mass. But, of course, those who watched her knew this couldn’t possibly be the case. No one disappears into thin air. No, no. Obviously, the wild, weepy ferns and the tangles of branches dripping with moss were behind it. They hid her from sight.
Or did they? Little Sam Tucker was determined to find out. Continue Reading
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