Memories

She stood against the sun-baked cement, a dark grey smear against the light-awash wall. Her head was bowed to the light, her body soaking up the warmth that the shadows stole from us. I knew this because I tried to do the same thing every day. The spot was a coveted one. One of the …

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Just An Act

His hand fumbled through the trash in his pocket. paper, lint, cigarette case, ahh a coin. That’d do. Richard pulled it out, a quarter he realized upon inspection, and rubbed in between his thumb and pointer finger. The motion began to ease his nerves and he slowed the tapping of his foot. All of this …

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