wednesdaywreck
The poster hung, large, colored, and with edges slightly curled, on the shop door. His heart stopped as he spied the golden curls. The, he frowned.
"Really Emily?" he whispered, jutting his hip to support his shopping bags.
They rarely gave full color posters to murderers. But he guessed her eyes were just to bright to capture in black and white.
writing since 2011 · 1 entries · 1 days shown up
each square is a day—lit means Wendy showed up.
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the words Wendy reaches for
posterhunglargecolorededgesslightlycurledshopdoorheartstoppedspiedgoldencurlsfrownedemily