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30 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 26, 2019
“Wait.” Piper opened her eyes. “I’ll be here alone?”
“Don’t worry, Pip,” Elizabeth said. “Nothing bad ever happens in the woods during daylight.”
It was just the four of them, four girls alone in the forest.
“Everything is dicks,” Elizabeth said. She gestured at the gnarled gray trunks rising bare-limbed into the shade of their own canopy. “I mean, look around. Dicks, dicks, dicks.”
Elizabeth’s voice took on a storyteller quality, oracular. “At night, the Stick Indians creep up to people’s tents and push a stick through the flap and poke the people inside. Think about it: You’re sitting, it’s right before bed, you’re minding your own business, and all of a sudden this branch comes sliding into your house, all silent and slow, and just pokes you.”