I went to visit Emma again today. Nothing much has changed with her. While I was there, I looked through her bag again, thinking maybe I missed something. Not that I wasn't looking before.
There wasn't much left that I hadn't really looked at.
Afterward, I went back home and changed out the bathroom lightbulb. It kept going out on me, and I had finally remembered to grab one at the store.
I studied close to midnight before I fell asleepon the old couch in the den.
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60 Days of Salt and Sand
Short StoryBeing published September 10th! "She wasn't floating when I found her. She wasn't exactly sinking, either... Just still. Deadly still. At least, I thought she was dead. But then I felt a pulse. And that was enough to get me to fight for her.'
