The Price of Time

by Tim Tigner

Shrinking violets had never been her favorite flower. She always cringed when weak women were cast in movies, although she reserved judgment. You never really knew how you’d behave until you wore those same shoes, whether they be sandals, loafers, or heels. Now that she’d been dropped in the jungle, Skylar was pleased to find that she’d grown thorns and was comfortable wearing combat boots.