The workd had teeth and it could bite you with them anytime it wanted. Trisha mcFarland discovered this when she was nine years old. At ten o'clock on a mmorining in early June she was sitting in the back seat of her mother's Dodge Caravan, wearing her blue Red Sox batting practice jersey and playing with Mona, her doll. At ten thirty she was lost in the woods. By eleven she was trying no to be terrified, trying not to let herself think, This is serious, this is very serious. Trying not to think that sometimes when people got lost in the woods, they got seriously hurt. Sometimes they died.
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