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I checked the caller ID, as my phone rang. Papa. Tick. I dropped my pens, cartridges and my essay, and picked up the phone. As I watched the phone ring, I breathed through my mouth and cleared my throat. It kept ringing the whole while, the second’s hand of my watch, in pace with each of its ring. I checked the time. 6:15 p.m. Why was he calling now? Gramps . . . ...
“You sure you wanna stay here alone?” Simon glances at the sun just rising behind her. It was too early in the morning, but that’s how Faith preferred it. She wanted to get out of the house before any cops, or worse journalists, came by.“Yeah. I’ll come home in a few hours. Don’t worry.” she hugs herself and exhales, taking in the lake before her. After a few more minutes, Simon finally leaves. He wants to stay with her, comfort her, but he can't – he has to answer all those annoying questions, comply with the officials,...
"𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒐𝒕." ~ 𝑯. 𝑭. — She/her. *Currently, working on a project outside Reedsy; will be inactive for a while*
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