Mytwosentences 168 (The Preston Tapley Chronicles)

(Continued from Mytwosentences 167)

After looking up at a rolling quilt of a sky, he immediately took off toward the annoying and unexplained sounds of his new backyard.

As Preston ran upon the matted and long dead grass of his side lawn, he caught something unsettling out of the corner of his eye… the taxi that dropped him off was just sitting there.

Written by Edward Roads 

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