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“Help help help help help!” “Come in, child.” “Hide me, hide me!  They have whips!” “No one can come get you in my hut, child.” “Are you sure?  They want me to do the dishes and the laundry and the cooking….  The steam was ruining my hair!” “You aren’t running just from your chores, child? Continue reading “FRIGHTFUL FICTION FRIDAY: Slippers and Heels”