Dear Duck,
A/S/L? Really? I'm pretty sure you grew up before dial-up broadband. 18. Male. West courtyard by the Maple trees. I almost didn't answer the question. Your game of Duck, Duck, Goose kind of pissed me off. But we've come this far. No point in throwing in the towel. I've got a question this time though: Was today the day?
With Support,
Call Me "Compass".
YOU ARE READING
YOUR ONE LAST LINE |✔️|
Short Story*Watty's Shorts Winner, 2020* While cleaning out empty lockers during detention, North Kingsley comes across a battered textbook filled with off-beat and personal messages written in awful handwriting. On a whim he writes them a message back. Days...
