Buried Treasure by Laura Clarke – Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen The sun filtered through the tent’s mesh the next morning, waking Autumn much earlier than usual. She stretched and yawned, and reached for Shawn. A good morning kiss would be nice. But he wasn’t there. “Shawn?” she sat up on the air mattress. “Shush.” She looked to where he stood at the tent […]
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