Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
They sat avoiding each other. Finally, the silence broke. He said,’ I’ve a ticket for out of here.’Her touch said yes, but her eyes said no. The suitcase was put away.
They died, she first, then him and the town. His lost future would have saved it, and her. Random Word: Justiceburg
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