Inappropriate Footwear
The earthy scent of the dusty baked soil reared up into my nostrils. I was only inches away from eating it. Flat on my front, I clung to the ground. Relieved I had come to rest, the cry of gulls mocked my inability to stay upright.“Merde! Est-ce que tu vas bien?”“Yes, yes I'm okay.”A stabbing pain forced out an anguished exhale.“Ooh, ooh, no, no I’m not!”Rolling over, I managed to get myself onto my behind and sit up. I glowered at the rock in the pathway that had dropped me like a sack of...
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