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My virtue is that I say what I think, my vice that what I think doesn't amount to much.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Like Nothing Happened

Like Nothing Happened, a short story by Steve Vermillion.

Julia shouts for me to pull over, to turn around and go back. But I’ve gone too far. I’ve already passed the point where I could be forgiven, past the legal hit-and-run line. Besides, I’m no good in an emergency. I don’t think straight. Anyone can tell you that.
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