A Surreal Experience
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Last published Sun, Mar 22, 2020
An incident occurs in this small town and Marvin has the 'pleasure' of witnessing it. What's he going to tell the police when they question him. How can he face anyone now, with the guilt hanging over him, knowing that he could've changed the outcome.
She was smiling.....WHY was she smiling?
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