
Sitting in the closet, she counted slowly. 147 – 148 – 149. The flashlight shone off the silver and copper coins. 154 – 155- 156.

Sitting in the closet, she counted slowly. 147 – 148 – 149. The flashlight shone off the silver and copper coins. 154 – 155- 156.
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He stares at the ovals on the page. ABBA-DABBA seems like a brilliant idea, as long as he doesn’t think it too loud. It does not match the rhythm of the rum drum in his brain.
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The sun beat down on his skin. It was too hot to keep on his clothes, but without them, everywhere the light touched burned. Turning like a sundial to only expose one side at a time to the unrelenting orb, he tried to count the waves as they licked at the side of the raft. […]
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“Do I know you?” She stood in the open door with a blank expression. How could she not recognize me?
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Margot listened to the caller drone on and on. He had not heard a thing she had said through his cellular static. Altogether, it wasn’t not that unusual, but disheartening nonetheless.
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