Krystal Grant
Joined June 2021
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Bio
I should probably be doing something. Instead, I write.
Stories (1/0)
The Unfinished Hem
There was a noticeable frown emerging on her face that she tried to conceal. The sturdy scissors, with an orange handle, hung between her fingers then slid to the floor with a thump. Her shoulders slumped as she stared at the unfinished garment.
By Krystal Grant3 years ago in Fiction