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Memory Lane
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msmystic12
Ongoing, First published Jan 02, 2013
dramafamilymysteryromancethriller
Prologue  The waves washes the sand ashore. Again and again. Then again and again. Smothering it with a salty embrace. While the constant creak of the rocking chair keeps in time with the swaying of the palm trees. He would have loved to be here right now. This was his favorite scene and soundtrack. Always has been. "Its for you," a voice behind me breaks my solemn train of thought. I turned around to see JP standing under the doorframe holding my house phone out to me, head down, hands in pocket. An image of a defeated man. I took it from him saying nothing. I don't trust myself. Not anymore.  "Hello?" The voice on the other line asked. I easily recognized it as Leah. His mom. Still I didn't utter even a breath. But she continued. With two words, I didn't.  "I'm sorry."
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