Tag: Childhood trauma
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The Solar King Part 25
(Photo by Pixabay) “Chester, wake up.” It was his mother’s voice. They’d survived another bombardment, it seemed. Besides his ears still ringing and a slight headache he felt fine. That was incredibly lucky. Usually he had at least a few cuts and bruises. All the same, he didn’t want to open his eyes. Sleep was…
Bridge of Broken Glass 