Ethan felt a little queasy as he stumbled across the yard to the Wigham's house. He let himself in without a word like usual and somehow found his way to the kitchen. He felt like he was remote controlling his body as he sat down heavily in one of the well worn wooden chairs. His ears felt like...
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