The Yahoo map had the section of forest that was spiked marked in red marker.
“We only got the West side of the forest done though.” She looked at Deborah’s diaper. “Why are you wearing a diaper?”
Deborah looked down and noticed she wasn’t covered. She really hadn’t planned on letting Flower know about her wetting problem. “Don’t worry about that. You should be worried about how long you are going to spend in jail after one of your nails kills a lumberjack.” She found her jeans and pulled them on. Then she grabbed her car keys.
“Well don’t tell anyone,” Flower whined. “I don’t want to go to jail.” She knelt down and continued to gather the nails scattered on the floor.
“Maybe I should drop you off in the woods and make you pull all those nails you put into the trees,” said Deborah
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