Bugout! A Novel Coronavirus Novel Ch. 98
Pass the biscuits, please. Sterling’s mom handed over a plate loaded with thick lumps of pre-packaged burned baked dough while Dad shoveled a fork full of mashed potatoes with gravy into his mouth. Finishing his Dough Boy hardtack in a few primitive gobbles, Sterling pushed away from the table and headed for the door. Like […]
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