Mymum she couldn’t COPe at ome. I was sent away. No was Took. By SS they came an snatched me. She hadhid me away in the wardrobe but they dragged me out. Mumshe cried then very Bad, locking herself into the cupboard when we went, said as how it hurt so she couldn’t bear to watch. ‘TOlly,’ I heard her screamin, was in the hall. I screaming too. TheVan it was there to take me.
New fiction by Jay Merill, with art by Sam Vernon.