I went hiking in the forest with my son.

The forest was quiet—too quiet—when my son suddenly stopped and raised his hand. His face went pale. My heart dropped before I even saw it. Sticking out of the earth, white and red, like a hand trying to crawl out of the soil. The smell, the shape, the way it almost seemed to mo… Continues…

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