coby sawyer didn't have the best life. she lived with her shitty mother and stepdad, who wasn't a good guy. she had a brother, but he suddenly disappeared out of thin air, barely leaving a trace of his existence. to get away from her horrible life...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍 the twinkie, driving to where the angel oak tree was. it's been awhile since coby had been out that far so she was taking in all the details. it was mainly abandoned buildings and fields of grass and plants that haven't been touched in years. there was still a dirt road though, meaning that people have been here recently.
"guys, we're coming up on freedman's church." pope announced. "it's the church denmark built for all the slaves he freed."
"there it is, angel oak." kie said, looking past all the plants that was ahead of them and at the leaves of a tree that was clearly huge.
john b continued to drive down the road, cursing when he realized how muddy it was starting to get. "tide's coming in. um. . ."
"hey, wait a second. look." pope said, pointing to the tire tracks. "they already came through here. those have to be limber's tire tracks. guys, we gotta go."
jj hummed, looking at john b. "what do you think, chief?"
"i'm thinking it's looking a little dicey." john b answered.
"yeah, i'm gonna have to agree with that statement." jj nodded.
"okay, clearly, they made it. no?" kie pointed out.
