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“I hate this job,” Kim whispered to herself. She really didn’t know why she was still doing it. It seemed a little morbid to be hired by the family to cry at their loved one’s funeral. It was an easy way to earn some money while Kim was in college. But now all she got…
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Seeking shelterFinding painRunning on emptyStaying saneLeaking oilPouring rainBroken dreamsRemain the sameShattered glassUncertainty seemsEmpty rainFeeds the pain
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He kept hearing her voice in his head. Maybe it was guilt. He was with Candy for over thirty years. Candy was the new girl in home room, senior year. She looked so out of place, JT’s heart went out to her. Learning they had a few common interests, they talked every day. By Christmas…
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It was right where Mr. Dennis said it would be. Not that Jimbo had any reason to doubt Mr. Dennis, but he had heard stories about other hired guns not finding any suitcase in their motel room. Jimbo sat on the bed and took a deep breath before unzipping the case. More money than Jimbo…
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She was everything I always wanted, or so I thought. All my brothers flew in for the wedding. I was lucky enough to find someone who loved me and on cloud nine. I wasn’t even nervous leading up to the ceremony. The music began to play. Holy shit, I’m getting married. In March of nineteen-eighty-nine…
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I haven’t slept much in two weeks. There was too much of her going through my mind. I wasn’t sure how I could have had so much love for someone I barely knew. I was at the grocery store trying to pick out a couple of cantaloupes when Mindy offered to help. I gladly accepted…
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I took a seat at my regular booth in the diner. The last one, in the corner along the window. I liked looking out and seeing who was coming in. I had just finished my breakfast and was working on my third cup of coffee as I was reading the paper when the bell above…
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Fuck. Where was this woman going? Connie had been following her for over a thousand miles. Connie didn’t even understand it. Connie and Fred grew to hate each other in their seven years together and haven’t spoken in over a year. But when Connie saw her holding Fred’s hand and kissing him as they came…
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Time was running out. Mr. Fields gave him a week to think about it. Fortunately, it was not bitter cold like it had been the last couple days, as the temperature was going to rise above fifty. Sam grabbed a bottle of Fireball and headed to one place where he could always think. The roof.…
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