"calloway, tell me more about nixon."
"mama, he's the only friend i've ever had, mama."
"sweetie, remember when i said i wanted to meet him?"
"you did already! why- why don't you believe me?" calloway started to cry.
she rested a soft hand on his cheek, "i don't think nixon is-"
she hesitated as if she realized this for the first time herself, "he's not real, honey."
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ONLY FRIEND
General Fictiontwo kids who were in love with bright red, while everyone else's souls were covered in black. h.r. #175 in general fiction
