Memory 91
I always played the news while doing work. The broadcast was stuck on a local channel that showed an accident on the highway. I recognised your car in the pile-up, not even bothering to look at the time or pack my desk up properly. I prayed harder than I ever remember praying. Time seemed to slip by and I could not keep up. I called your dad in a show of complete disregard for traffic rules. He kept talking ignoring the high charges and feeding me with hopes I could not believe anymore. I knew you were gone.
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RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
