His name was Robin, because all of the pumpkins in the patch were named after things they saw around them. Robin grew in the same row as Sparrow, Clover, Crow, Mouse, Sunshine, and Man With Big Boots. They all grew in a patch behind a castle, and were well taken care of until autumn cameContinue reading “MIDWEEK FICTION: The Pumpkin That Wouldn’t Be Spiced”
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