I was reading a book that my dad kept in the garage. And I can’t say for sure, but I think it was an Ackerly Green book. And I’m pretty sure it was The Wolf and the Wild. And if I’m right, it was craaaazy inappropriate for me to be reading that book at that age.
Four words. Murder. Bear Traps. Cannibalism.
It’s just weird to me. Every time I get too freaked out to keep climbing down this rabbit hole, there’s something else that pulls me into me. Connects me to it. After the past month I was super ready to write it all off, as sometimes cool as it was, but then she mentions The Wolf and the Wild and here I am again.
I don’t know. There’s other stuff but that’s really what I wanted to say.
Somehow, Cole was the only Guide-adjacent person whose online presence Deirdre could see. No one kn
