Thursday, November 27, 2014

Gone Guy

She read the letter intently.

Beads of perspiration glistened on her forehead.

"Dearest:

This shit's getting too much for me to handle.

I think we need to consider a separation."

She snapped back to reality.

Such nonsense he talks, she thought.

She smiled sweetly as he lay beside her, cold & still, as he had ever since she first read the letter.
 

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