Monday, July 19, 2010

stopped

She called again on the cell. Said she was fine. No need to worry. She talked to a friend. She was really really not going to kill herself. She was fine. He was a bit numb. He thanked her. He read some comics. The dentist called him. Cleaned his teeth. He went to a bar and had a shot of scotch. He walked home. Stopped at the LAN house to write some fiction.

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