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There’s a town at the edge of a pine forest, where the houses are low and the wind smells like woodsmoke and sweetgrass. The roads are mostly gravel. The mailboxes lean a little to the side. And at the very end of a winding lane, tucked behind a thicket of blackberry bushes, there’s a tiny cabin...

anyone ever been taken in by rich people, then cast aside when they got bored, or it wasn't convenient to them anymore? just got my heart broken by some folks who were talking big like they wanted to be my goddamn surrogate parents. people who genuinely made me feel like they cared about me...