A Final Act of Wistful Sin
I wasn’t sure you would agree to meet me, but you did. As I strolled along the paved path that wound through the park, I was glad I wore a coat. The air had a chill to it that matched the feeling in...
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You drove up just after me. A dingy little blue quarter-ton truck that sounded like the engine had seen better days. I had already started pumping my gas and as I leaned casually against my car, I...
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