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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020
Submitted to Contest #51
The sky is angry as the storms roll in. Jon is alone, with a storm brewing of a different kind. Possibly the last one he will ever know. Staring at a blinking line on his laptop as the rain becomes deafening against the metal shell of his camper “700 dollars for this,” he mumbles under his breath as he watches a steady drip of water fall to the rotted out floor.. He considers grabbing a bucket to catch it, but what would be the point. It’s an ancient shell of what he was sure someone, somewhere, at some point found pleasure in. Not him thoug...
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