The line went on forever. Joe didn't want to get on it, but he had no other choice. He waited but it moved at a snail's pace. Nobody ever got behind him. He was always the last one. Yet every time he looked up, more people were in front of him. It was the line to and from hell.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles Part 2
Kısa HikayeA collection of very short stories, microfictions, and drabbles from all themes and genres. Posted weekly!
