The Ward

Stormy POV

They forced me into an ugly, faded uniform that smelled stale.

“Hurry up!” The woman snapped.

The woman shoved me so hard I nearly slipped on the shiny floor. She didn’t bother to give me shoes.

“I’m sorry, ma’am,” I murmured.

“Ruth Crane!” She snapped. “Everyone calls me Mrs Crane. ...

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