Ain’t Nowhere Left for You to Run!
Chapter 18 of The Ballad of Abigail Lambert
The snow fell gently upon them as they crossed the border into Tennessee. It had been nearly 2,000 miles they’d traveled to get here, and Abigail felt a sudden sense of emptiness wash over her as they made their approach. Would she finally be free? Or, perhaps worse, did she even want such a thing anymore…
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