Blood
Daily Express
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Eddy reached out for Macy, praying the fall didn’t harm her. But one of her hands was scrapped open by the rusty rail. Blood flowed freely, dirtying Macy’s sleeve. “You’re bleeding,” Eddy said, hurrying his family out of the woods.
By then, the porcupine had disappeared into the bush. Eddy would take his wife to the emergency room to check her wound. But even though the danger had passed, he’d still looked into what manner of porcupine they’d run into.
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