A Spark
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Last published Tue, Dec 19, 2017
. "you coming?" I look back at him
"uh yeah I dropped something, keep going I'll catch up." And Ron does so. I picked up the knife i dropped and look over my shoulder, making sure Ron wasn't watching. I ran over to where Carl was and you whispered in his ear "Get you and your dad out of here." I pulled away and looked into his eyes. I handed him the knife and ran to catch up with Ron.
Leaving Carl looking mesmerized.
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