The Robot and the Winding Woods
ShortStory 6,046 words Recommended by 2 award/anthology sources
"Grace had just tucked herself next to John on the wooden bench with her morning tea when she noticed a puff of dust rising from the access road. She stood and placed a hand on her husband’s arm. “John—someone is coming. Down by the bottom of the road.” Only one destination existed on Starlight Road."
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