Seeds of Trust

Her hair was a tangled mess of blue and pink, with tiny flowers actually growing right out of the strands. They looked wilted now, petals drooping from the cold and the fear, smudged with dirt.

"You're a mess..."

Harper eyed the dark stains on the girl's face. No way she was letting all that grime anywhere near her clean sheets.

"Come on."

She stood and motioned for the girl to follow.

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