A Wolf in Schoolgirl's ClothinA friend once told me that I am too stubborn for anyone's good. I remembered this as I ran past her house, quickening my pace. These were the last words she said to me, or the second last. The last were, "If I ever see you around here again, I swear, Rosalind, I will call the police." I suppose I wouldn't call her a friend.I pumped my legs harder, and my body whittled through the air, creating the illusion of a breeze. You need to be fast, especially on Wiltshire Avenue. That part of Shrewsport is crawling with feral dogs and wilder men, pickpockets and junkies. But I'm not afraid, not a little. Night is coming and the street is about to ge
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