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(609) 555-666610:27 pmTonight will be our last sunset. You will never see me again.Meet me at our special place. Let us share our last kiss where we first met. 11:02 pm? 11:05 pmAt St. Jude’s Cemetery, after all I’ve done for you you can at least meet me face to face. Don’t hide from me
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There was a relief in feeling the storm’s approachA release of pressureThe dropping of the other shoe There was a relief in feeling the storm’s approachWith the smell of rain heavyAs the slam of a door, a suitcase, the trunk door There was a relief in feeling the storm’s approachThose first lazy drops of rain
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We used to tie frogs and GI Joes to bottle rockets and shoot ‘Em behind my neighbors’ house; then there’s the crisp air first thing in the morning when I used to go hunting with my granddad upstate; and…” Fat Jonesy paused, resting his chin on his shovel handle. He pretended to think scratching a
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The New Berwyn Maximum Security Correctional Facility waiting area stank. It was an oily smell of sweat and dirty diapers cut with disinfectant. The waiting area was crowded with mothers, wives, and children, all black and brown, most have sat for hours on crappy buses to reach the prison from the city. Alice bent her
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dailyprompt.page.link/Bj5mBzb5hV7x4BpR8 Eric has straw-colored hair, pin straight. His handsome face is pale as porcelain. His deep blue eyes are hard marbles and they take everything in. The first time I saw him was during a Zoom meeting. All meetings fall into two categories; those that could have been replaced by a well-crafted email and those
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Red peeling paint, the door had seen better days. Hector looked at his phone, at the door, at the street sign, and then back at the door. The door was marked 6 Depew Court in black paint. The storefront’s glass was layered with old newspapers and graffiti. The sun weary store had no signage.This morning
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Pretending to check her purse, Myrtle surveyed the lay of the land. Hatchet came up beside her and rested his hand on the small of her back.“Detective don’t carry this cover too far,” Myrtle whispered close to Hatchet’s ear. “Needs must,” Hatchet said with a wicked grin and kissed her quick.They walked across the restaurant.
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“Daddy, where does that go?”The city was a cacophony of sounds and colors. Passers-by bundled like packages in winter coats and scarves hustled up and down the city streets. A river of cars rushed between traffic lights. Carter looked both ways for traffic and then grabbed his daughter’s hand to cross the street. Snow began
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