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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020
Submitted to Contest #63
He was trying hard not to show. He was holding, so tightly, onto the superficial façade of his calm like his life was depending on it, which technically, he did feel like it was. The current view playing out before him, however, was pressing onto the cracks already threatening the facade. His wife, his dear dear wife, was currently pressed, so close, to a man that wasn’t him. They were both seated at a comfy booth, nestled deeply into the coffeeshop, that John had to be using his binoculars today. On other days where his treacherous wife...
A simple human with too much fictional worlds swirling around in her brain.
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