Deception
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Last published Tue, Nov 8, 2016
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The night had been busy in my little corner bar, The Last Stop. It was all I had left from my family who had passed away. It wasn't much, but it was mine, and I loved and hated its history. As I ushered out the last patron after 2 a.m., I couldn't wait to get home and rest my feet. When I had begun the usual nightly clean-up, I heard the front bell go off. "I forgot to lock the front door."
"Sorry we're closed," I yelled out from the back; no response. I grabbed the keys out of my pocket and headed for the front.
Standing in the dim light of the doorway was a tall, muscular figure. I jumped back, "Sorry, but we're clos....". the figure spoke, "Hey El."
He walked into the light, "Joe," he had aged well.
"I had to see you, El."
He stepped closer, and I lost my balance.
His arms wrapped around me, helping me gain control.
Seeing him again was all I ever wanted, but now it was a dangerous game of lies and secrets.
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