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Looking Back For Answers #shortstory #lifeinagrainofsand

James runs. Two things are clear. One: he can’t trust anyone; and two: he will revenge his father’s death. Now he understands, and she will pay. *** The blonde slumped to the floor, a hole in her forehead. James tensed … Continue reading

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Where Now? #short story #homelessness

I almost walked past. You do, don’t you? But I said, ‘Is that you, James? James Simcox?’ He lifted his head, like a weight was attached. There was something in his eyes – or maybe something missing – that made … Continue reading

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