Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Mistake Misses Missed

she stood up. She wanted to move toward me. She thought she'd take my life but she was wrong. She had been shot through the heart. He stopped and stared at me. He was the one who let her in the door, the one who made the fatal mistake. "I carried her," he said. "Brought her in." He was crushed. It had been a mistake.

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