The television in the South Park living room flickered with scenes of smoke and shattered glass above the steps of the U.S. Capitol. Outside the window, heat shimmered off the Houston asphalt, but inside, the air was cold with terror. Memories of historical purges, echoed by modern echoes of fear, made the decision unanimous. ThirteenContinueContinue reading “The Quartermaster Harbor 13 by Coletha Albert”
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