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Chapter 148: A Kick to the Sky

    

icials have come demanding taxes during the midst of our holiday break! A few days ago, my eighty-year-old mother fell ill. I slaughtered our only chicken to help her regain her strength. Now these o..., there was a deathly silence. It was so quiet that it seemed as if there were no people at all.All held their breath, a wave of goosebumps prickling their skin. Not a single person dared to breathe,...