Don’t Look Now by Maria Delaney

After hours of hiking through Evergreen Forest, my last obstacle is this rusty pipe bridged across Beer Can River. Beneath, the water flows rapid and strong. The sight is scary, causing my grip to tighten on the basket’s handle. I rub the sole of my Mary Jane shoe against the pipe. Ice has accumulated, creating a slick surface. With...

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