True Colors
Monday, July 2, 2012
Chapter Five Sample
Even adults could not be trusted. They would catch me staring at their wares, place food in my little hands and scream
Thief!
Many times I was beaten, the food returned to its owner, and I was taken to the edge of town to be tossed in the dirt.
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