"If we stick to the story they can't prove anything."
"What about video cameras?"
"Don't worry about those, I got them taken care of."
"And the girl?"
"Well I know for a fact that she's listening right now. Hopefully she is smart enough to keep quite knowing what will happen if she talks."
That was my cue to run. I knew what they had done to Joe. I wouldn't be next. I knew I should tell. I knew that Joe wasn't their first or their last victim, I just wouldn't be next.
So I ran.
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The Lonesome Rock and other Poems and Shorts
PoesíaWhat does a lonely rock think as it sits all alone? What does the last dandelion do as it waits to be devoured? What happened in the house on the hill?
