A Two-Way Street

She was as quiet as a mouse. Lying in the middle of her king size bed that she hadn’t shared with anybody but me for as long as I could remember, her body looked slender, fragile and — strangely peaceful. Unsure of what to do I stood in the open door and watched her motionless…

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On the Way

Alex leaves the bar. The air is mild. A truly wonderful night to die. It’s not the first time she’s having these thoughts even though, should you ever talk to her, she would assure you she was in no way suicidal and that you shouldn’t worry too much. There were days when she didn’t think…

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