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Why I slip a raven’s feather in every romance book I read
by Kik Lodge Steve Harvey There was this raven that used to come to our primary school. Stole gold stars and pushpins, snapped the nibs off our 2Bs, before Mr. Tomkins said can’t keep the stationary in jars, children, need boxes with clip-down lids, need to keep the windows only ever slightly ajar. The raven had been spotted at the supermarket thieving baubles from the Christmas tree; even found out where Bess the cleaner lived. Smashed its beak through her medicine cabinet a
Mar 24, 20233 min read
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