Overcoming Memories
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Leo pulled his scarf closer to his skin. "I cannot believe I'm doing this."
At seven-thirty in the morning, the lamp-light was enough to fill streets and invade windows, but it was nothing against the shadows of the alley in which Leo was standing. Why was he in an alley? He'd been asking himself that question since he'd arrived... at four a.m.
He did have a purpose for standing out in the snow for three hours. The alley was next to a coffee shop that had a Help Wanted sign in the window.
Leo waited until eight on the dot to leave his shadowed refuge and brave the deceptive warmth of the shop's interior
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