October 1st, 1981
Morgan called. A year to the day from the last time we spoke. She is coming over. She said, "We need to talk." And I almost passed out from holding my breath.
When I see her face and hear her voice I freeze, as if I'm waiting for her to give instruction. She has enamoured me from the beginning and as hell bent on forgetting her as I was, I immediately revert back to that man. The one who wanted her more than he wanted air in his lungs, more than he needed the family business or his many practices.
For her I would have given it all. I'll have to wait and see what sort of man I am this time around.
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The Franklin Series: Torment
HorrorBook Two of four in The Franklin Series Wesley has been through hell. He is alone with only his morbid memories to keep him company. No matter how lonely the journey, he will always have his professional curiosity to keep him occupied. These are the...
