Square one
The what factor
Kinda blah but kinda me
The memory bank
Saturday, January 26, 2013
On the terrace
She could see the cars drive by. It was a long way down. She felt dizzy. But was determined. No one would come up at this hour. She would do it now. Her phone rang. Nina was calling.
“Where are you? I have been waiting here for ages.”
She sighed and stepped down the ledge.
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