Smith kept replaying the events from the party over and over in her mind. Why had she even gone? No one cared about her; she was an unknown. Those words that were said to her, and Mort just stood there. Oh Mort. She had to stop thinking about him. He doesn't really care. Her life is so small and meaningless; no wonder she resorted to the beach.
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Short Story"...and even though the night was cold, she kept going, hoping for someone to catch her one day."
